Born, computed, destiny violated
Growing up silent
In the Standard he was indoctrinated
He didn't complain, he accepted
Any shit imposed he always accepted
His body is You're tired, your mind is a hole
The salary is deducted - brutally robbed!
He carries the theory inside him
But he doesn't put it into practice and he dies day by day
What's the point of living like this?
Spitting liberation without acting is dying in the end
And so he is, he will, because...
Life goes by when he saw it, it's already gone
He went after his value, after his essence
But society decreed: it's just survival!
Before leaving he shouted a message to everyone he left
So much accumulated hate, now released
Do it for yourself or wait sitting there.