The Modern Age Slavery piosenki

She looks up and prays as she won't last longer than the tread of a cloud. Her justice goes beyond perception. but cursed is this teardrop vale where we are lost in front of the unknown, her God has fled the weight of piety and there is no one. Nothing. N...

Obscured by the sun Apocalyptic clash Cities fall in ruin Why must we die? Obliteration of mankind Under a pale grey sky We shall arise... I did nothing, saw nothing Terrorist confrontation Waiting for the end Wartime conspiracy I see the world -...

Slain for a useless god A life spent in the second row as a witness who's passively counting the days The masterpiece of the naught Infected blood spilled from this wrist Hiding like a shadow behind the crowd Damned to blindness Sons of one same mud and...

Bow down to the birth of the new man Through the sunset of a race a new time of glory All of us - the will to survive Few of us - the will to move on No life is too short to be wasted with no signs of honour An everlasting eye beholds the rise of a golden...

Scarlet teardrops that we did choose to ignore Just one graven image of slaughtered bodies and the rest is haze. But we never saw that. For our image: the touch of suffering as a green light sound Shivers of fear cuts through their eyes, whiting out recalls...

White negroes, do you remember choosing the path of your life? Was the call, there, simply in the air Or did you follow some unseen power? Seeking a confession while moving along This ever-ending road called life As gift of past generations: Dismantled...

We both are men but we are not equal for you have a gun and I don’t You fight in the name of a flag for a wage for a head For the sake of a nation and its democratic laws Dried-eyed by the horror of wars Wounded by the sight of suffering and innocent blood...

A promise of love and perfection in which we found a mean To fight to bleed to struggle to embrace the world As the final day it looms closer a payback for the “evil” and the “good” ones For each wound, each crown of thorns, each innocent life. Glory in th...

All my slaves - Humble servants Obey the rules of obscure faith So many wounds on your lost souls Large as the eyes of the beast I am As morning comes, your pain subsides No place to call your own Nowhere - No time - No expiation Devoted to a nameless...

To me you had sent indeed the wind. Thanks. As I stepped out from that door it has arrived directly in my face. But just one question: am I a better man? But just one question: is this a better world? Smoke through eyes that did not sleep. Of cigarettes...

Red lines of obsession and non sense A fake strength that controls your touch Red lines as the shape of a sharp will that cuts what you are willing to lose Dragging the weight of your soul to the abyss Losing that sense of control as an unaware victim Wha...

A new dawn Another burning morning For those who live day by day restlessly Each step in life to recall who you are And where you are from Labelled as lesser men by the human division of wealth Wasted life-Disenchanted youth of today You've never learn...

Not an Arab people, not a Balkan people, not an ancient people But a living nation, a Europan nation And what are you ? Land of infants, hungry and corrupt Governors employed by farmers, ponytailed prefects Like little lawyers smeared with grease and dirty...

Here is the deceit and candour the darkness without hope, her image of love headsman of her own dignity burn in eternal suffering buried in the maze of an unlimited pain ravish in an underground shell of perversion. Awaiting her time to kill a silent scre...

Here are those times recreated By the brutal-force of sun-drenched images The light of live - Tragedy With the knowledge that all for which we lived Was only a dream - Only a dream The courtroom walls The field of execution The far off phantoms in a ci...

Still your heart facing the last morning sun Dusty old streets and silence around Both hands towards the sky reaching out the void One god- One immovable faith- One cage Jihadis committed to death They are blowing up for soul salvation A dawn prayer for...

Prodigious son of technoxication collecting the pieces of victory Yet numbed by the oppression of newly won freedom, left astonished, finally enslaved. Modern age slavery A figure of beauty made to suffocate under the weight of appearance Modern age slave...

Lord I’ve spilled my brother’s blood Yet no shame dwells in my heart He was the pride of my father A perfect obedient humble son Neither broken back of tired bones Nor two arms covered with scars But all those days are gone The Golden age of privilege...

A skinned surface to breach through a contact Daze for those who believe they know the men keeping their innocence in vitro to breath it and survive. To remember you'll always need the world That is your condemnation like islands lost in an ocean where y...

Vile mother. A speechless voice for the deaf Atrocious destiny as rotten womb for the race of the servants helpless fearful mother you have lost your dignity in every step you are murdered a naked body collapsing from within A twitch of the wound. This s...