This mark of impailment burned

on my skin in immoral

The shackle of frailness confines one

to crawl with one self



A smell oo corrosion force

Fully clashes within

Sensorial conditions

Human emmisions grow thin



It's burned on your head

It's burned on your skin

It's burned on your eyes

A barcode never lies



A symbol of power

As dark as the night

No measure for intolerance

We'll keep up the fight



This structure of violence

Now become silence of hurtful

Beginning obsession we noe

Learned our lesson, Despite



A world of dominance

Will now pervade

Clouds cover the sun

The light begins to fade



This toilsome aggression is

now getting harder to fight

Solutions of leverage

Internal conclusion is tight