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Born to Be Forsaken
01:16
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Born to be Forsaken
Conceived on a drunken night,
No chance to bath in the light.
Born into dirt without right,
No chance in fighting for life.
Crying alone in the room,
Death approaches in the gloom,
Ignorance leads to the tomb,
Funeral in mother's womb.
Bastard of a father,
Born to be beaten.
Burden of a mother,
Born to be forsaken.
Left in the trash
Failing the blame.
Waiting for rats
Without a name.
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Criminal Victims
01:27
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Criminal Victims
Treated like a fool,
Banned from the school,
Lack of happiness,
Childhood in poorness.
Beaten by parents,
The pain never ends,
Without any friends
The soul hardly mends.
Hanging on the streets,
Commit crime for needs.
Children become tools,
Playground without rules.
Floating without any options
Towards only one direction,
Exposed ones become criminals,
Abused by rabid animals.
Fall into the rotation
To escape from the affliction,
Face the fatal destination
Because a forced decision.
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Social Trap
01:59
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Social Trap
Sitting alone in the darkness,
Surfing the web to be mindless,
Poisoned by the stupidity
Flowing from false reality.
Wasting your time behind the screen,
Selling your life for a false dream
Which is haunted by the bitter screams
Of madness on a collapsing scene.
Driven mad by the worthless stars
Who do nothing for the comfort,
Just leave people with moral scars
Who deify them like grand idols.
Feeling fully confused,
By the disfigured news,
Trapped by hysteria,
Of the social media.
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4. |
Devolution
00:24
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Devolution
Two-legged monsters
Killing each others
To extend borders,
And spread disorder.
Uninvited guests
Destroy the planet,
Driven by mad goals
Causing their own fall.
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Medical Failure
01:35
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Medical Failure
Suffering humiliation
By our twisty sanitation.
Curing the diagnosed problems
With engendering some new ones.
Rotting in your own excrement,
Criminals get better treatment
Than the decent people in need
Who entreat on knees for some aid.
For the fortune we have to pay
They fodder us with garbage meal.
Among half-deads we have to lie
To share the pain what others feel.
Going in for getting better,
Leaving in a funereal shape,
Fall prey to medical failure
To become a posthumous shade.
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