Sentenced - Implore

Misconception of thoughts

Collide confronting

A new vision of colors

Onwards on the same page

Where no one understands

A single letter

Statements of power

Denying sworn promises

Unrelated circumstances

Bow down, the enemy has grown.

Retrieve the rights we never got.

Oppressed or oppressor

Doesn’t matter anymore

Judge right or wrong

Same side of the horrors

Narrow minded houses

Once peaceful now divided

Seen on television

You are a number

You are a code

You are a sheep

We are the flock

No matter who holds the scepter

No matter who is above.

Nothing was designed

To benefit everyone

Well they need the poor

And disagreement to rule

Condemned to this fate

Left to our own luck.