Some they came to see an atrocity
Some they came to display
Some they came behind a veil of disguise
All seeking way to revelate
Come on the heels of who you'd caste down
As servant. The unwashed. The unworthy
Come on the heels of who serve no purpose to climb a ladder of their destitution
Beware the wolves
Don't you step in shadows where they can smell the fear in your veins
You can look but, you can't touch when it's so close
You can feel it in your fucking skin