Aren't we all damned ??
As the is always someone with a larger fist in torn. We have failed to realize the majority,'s dream to swag around the streets of torn
Aren't we all living like ostriches having our heads buried fearing about another's wrath
Like a bunch of insects we gather in groups to confirm our hopeless and weakness
How damned we all are indeed
Whom can proclaim themselves strongest?? Haven't bounties and muggings already shredded the last of our wills ??
The majority's dream to be free, to conquer, to explore, to remain unyielding has been ravished leaving only a shallow past of their splendor
In the end everyone has fallen to depravity as now it defines us a sign of our torment our greatest shame
For we all are the oppressed