To this day, we still remain real,
Not unlike, the way life was,
Ages and centuries before us.
This is an oath of survival, the fight for the existence of life.
Place your hands on an oath of survival, the crime of the existence of life.
Our dying days, are forever getting closer,
For the end, it holds me, beneath a beaming light.
The fight to survive takes me on,
I’m battling the uphill battle, will I make it through
with the backing of rights.
This is an oath of survival, the fight for the existence of life.
Place your hands on an oath of survival, the crime of the existence of life.
Bow down and swear your oath, to the master of life.
Bow down, bow down, to the master.
What you gonna do?
Malice blasphemy.
My hands held high as my voice screams out,
Nothing can defend, the graves of the grey.
Beyond the conscience, of humanity.
It's an inflicted reality, its because our futures been disgraced.
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