Songtext von The New Crusades

So self righteous. You think you're better than the common folk. Place yourself on a pedestal. Turn your nose up at those who oppose your straight line thinking. You make me sick, elitist. No tolerance for anyone not like you. Crusader out to save the world. With your bogus set of rules. Who would remain if you had your way? Your lofty morals won't mean shit when you're alone. Your warped ideals mean nothing to me. I'll walk outside the lines as your free thinking adversary. Your new crusade against diversity is no different than the dogma of the dictators we fought before.