How Cruel Enequivocable (unequivocal) How hypocritical are you? How unfolding of your wrath Upon the innocent Upon the black Adorned in shrouds How bright you are How laughing How happy are you now? Killing the black We wear the shrouds How white and dark Their eyes stained black Bloodshot and drowned with sorrow Unable to show How cruel How hypocritical are you? Killing the black How Bright How Black is your shroud? No one can see full of lies beneath Blooded from every being slaughtered on this planet Killers flock to the sun to be burnt For salvation lies without Living in their shrouds of black cloth