[01:12.90]The night is black
[01:15.03]Without a moon
[01:19.02]The air is thick and still
[01:24.99]The vigilantes gather on
[01:30.78]The lonely torch lit hill
[01:49.80]Features distorted in the flickering light
[01:53.54]The faces are twisted and grotesque
[01:57.39]Silent and stern in the sweltering night
[02:01.49]The mob moves like demons possessed
[02:05.35]Quiet in conscience, calm in their right
[02:09.24]Confident their ways are best
[02:36.79]The righteous rise
[02:40.53]With burning eyes
[02:43.53]Of hatred and ill-will
[02:47.62]Madmen fed on fear and lies
[02:53.34]To beat and burn and kill
[03:03.21]They say there are strangers who threaten us
[03:10.01]In our immigrants and infidels
[03:15.87]They say there is strangeness too dangerous
[03:22.51]In our theaters and bookstore shelves
[03:29.10]That those who know what's best for us
[03:34.46]Must rise and save us from ourselves
[03:55.77]Quick to judge
[03:57.55]Quick to anger
[04:00.96]Slow to understand
[04:05.21]Ignorance and prejudice
[04:09.72]And fear walk hand in hand...