Born in a cradle of grief
Set for life with an ancient disease
Prejudice and mockery, a part of your life
Raised with a bundle of lies
Thrown in the world naked and blind
A warranty of poverty, already signed
In blood!
Liar
I'm so tired
Tired of these dreams, being put in my head
Laughter
I'm embarrassed
The ignorance of man, resembles a threat
Looking up from down below
Looking for an exit, exit, exit skidrow
Looking down from the sky
Looking at me, and all they see is just another bad guy
Sick of being treated like an outcast who flees
We try to survive, we're not a dying breed
Being pushed into a corner creates the need to destroy