Born in a prison; harsh, and cold; this comfort
Detached and blank within a man-made burial shelter
Stamped down like shit - survival built on power
Gluttonous scum look down on us from up in their watchtower
I take their light and snuff it out - blinding the enemy
I pry the frightened eyes of weaker men open to see
Born in surveillance of this massive panopticon
Weak, cheap and frightened - the perpetual state of humans
Hemmed into cages working for the greater good of none
With jackboots closing in to smother the sun
I take their light and snuff it out - blinding the enemy
I pry the frightened eyes of weaker men open to see
Born into blackness
Born into bloodshed
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