Implore
Sentenced
Misconception of thoughts Collide confronting A new vision of colors Onwards on the same page Where no one understands A single letter
Taking a stance on unwritten Statements of power Denying sworn promises Unrelated circumstances
Bow down, the enemy has grown.
Retrieve the rights we never got. Oppressed or oppressor Doesn’t matter anymore Judge right or wrong
Same side of the horrors
Narrow minded houses Once peaceful now divided By pre-made words
Seen on television
You are a number
You are a code You are a sheep Letras de cancionesWe are the flock
No matter who holds the scepter No matter who is above. Nothing was designed To benefit everyone
Well they need the poor
And disagreement to rule
Condemned to this fate
Left to our own luck.
From Letras Mania