I feel a cold wind blowing through my racial soul, it's a
Long forgotten wind that every man should know. The
Darkened sky looks forboding in it's wake beyond the eyes
Of hurricanes, a storm about to break.
A long forgotten wind, a long forgotten wind has started
To blow again! Through my racial soul! A long forgotten
Wind, a long forgotten wind has started to blow again!
Through my racial soul!
A rising tide higher than before, volcanic uprise beyond
Abandoned shores. A pale moon gazes gently up above,
Bringing light to darkness, bringing hatred to my love.
A long forgotten wind, a long forgotten wind has started
To blow again! Through my racial soul! A long forgotten
Wind, a long forgotten wind has started to blow again and
That is why I say...
Hey someday, the rain will come again and wash these
Bloodstained streets away! Hey someday, the rain will
Come again and wash these bloodstained streets away! Hey
Someday, the rain will come again and wash these
Bloodstained streets away! Someday, someday the rain, the
Rain, the rain, the rain will come again! And the rain,
The rain, the rain, the rain will come again!