Always make new mistakes (Remastered)

A poem by Bracha Nita the people were hated because they were poor and because they were rich; because they were communists and because they were capitalists; because they kept to themselves and because they infiltrated everywhere; because they clung to ancient religious beliefs and because they were rootless cosmopolitans who believed nothing. October was the exposure of hate in the world people chanting from the river to the sea ask them which river and which sea most have no clue what they could be learn history or repeat it in misery always make new mistakes death and destruction aren't new they've been around longer than me and you there are 22 of their nations but one little peaceful state that causes them and the world's aggravation as the media feeds the lies and fans the fires of hate the world cannot see the truth in front of its eyes they get blamed for everything wrong in the world but the truth will not fail afterward they didn't start the fight the death and destruction day and night the evening n news presents the peaceful ones as the aggressor when the other side is the oppressor that's how it goes life isn't fair, even when you're justified to take a stand you'll be wrong for trying to save your land there will be consequences and you mustn't lose your national pride people are still in captivity getting to tortured, starved and killed the world doesn't care and the lies keep coming hate is a vile thing the lies don't matter because cash is king money is given to the instigators while they make their innocents starve if the world can only see the terrorists are the infiltrator cowards: they hide behind children and women and they spew their vile venom there'll be no peace with so much hate we need the Messiah to come we cannot wait it's not over and though the Only King promises to “save them in that day" we must be steady and continue to pray This land belongs to Father God, and it is the land of His Messiah. Zechariah said their Enemies Will Be Punished, and His eyes are on everyone, especially the tribes the enemies will tremble with fear; will lose all hope Like a cloud, He will appear over his people, and his arrows will flash like lightning. He will sound his trumpet and attack in a whirlwind from the south.