Chained By The Same Fate

Bathe in theocracy down on bended knee whip your saddle backs

into place each divided by race. My eyes turn white my back

will bleed. Categorise the past we all were once the crucible

lay stake into the earth with unrest and hate. Bury the burdens

you take kill the resentment you make overthrow the anchor

that keeps you here heal your bended knee broken from fear.

The mumbling pains of peasants expecting nothing receiving

less knees bleeding in fear for eternities to come. Blame cast

out too late chained by the same fate I hesitate then compensate

for murder well deserved. We move forward.

Childhoods torn apart even in the face of death we divide the

right setting life aside. Our eyes turn white while our backs will bleed