People who live in misory
People who live in majesty
People who have not light
They offer you this apple to bite
TV shows whatever you want to know
Plenty newspapers make your mind blow
You can't deny what your eyes see
But you easy deny this reality
Flesh out of control, souls in prison
They makes you sleep, you can't ask the reason
War for peace or peace for war
Makes you insane live in terror
Economy crisis makes you fall down on your knees
You taste the bitter fruits of these trees
They talks about peace they lough in hypocrisy
Crucifieding your dreams you feel not free
Maybe you are honest but they strangle your proud
Cus you live in a world of fraud
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