Violent relapses, so relentless.
Light and dark mind phases, so restless.
And I almost remember this, as some kind of parallel life prophecies.
All these group biases, as I try not to read the blood-written walls of notices.
You did not coin this.  I taught you these scare tactics, for you be aware of some realities.
Segregated moralities, and now you are using this, playing this to lure me.
But you should know that every time you’re doing this, I let you fool me.
I channel knowledge, school-free, and it is our bloodtype that’s running through me.