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Descendants of right

Your dreams become their prey

Dictatorship of the few,

They reap, they burn the hope

Call of consent

The guilty one has to pay

Trapped in canvas

And dressed in colors of shame

Branded for life,

The arrest only matters

Abused, abased,

Let’s talk about your moral codes

Pushed, enforced,

To get you in their trap

And be marked...

To be a criminal

Beaten, kneeling on the ground

To be repentant

Facing the law, fair as it is

People say "hate is blind"

But it's got a perfect mark

Stabbing over and over again

Your skin, your soul, your mind

To be a criminal

Beaten, kneeling on the ground

To be repentant

Facing the law, fair as it is

“Social misfits

You need to be conformed

As humbled, obedient

Lambs of god

Future's already carved

With unbroken laws

In your DNA

In a perfect world”