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Lying,

In a cryptic freedom

Praying for the rights

Of the forgiven

Raw

Matter of the righteous

Unworried about

Our children and our hearts

Locked

Box of introspection

What you could do

What I have tried

There’re bullets in the air

And our voices didn’t matter

The power of the state

Rapping our souls

How could I believe this was gonna be just

Any Sunday

Now

I can’t sleep

Cause I miss you

Why they think that we really

Deserve to

Die and lay across the river

Of the blood you shed, sadic men

We must not believe in fear

Proudly shout: We are free

Lying,

In a cryptic freedom

Praying for the rights

Of the forgiven

Not

Just another riot

Today you’ve lost

Our trust and faith in you

There’re bullets in the air and

And our voices didn’t matter

The power of the state

Raping our souls

How could I believe this was gonna be just

Any Sunday

Now

I can’t sleep

Cause I miss you

Why they think that we really

Deserve to

Die and lay across the river

Of the blood you shed, sadic men

We must not believe in fear

Proudly shout: We are free at least

The path of the shadows…