You will all say that i am surely crazy

Only an unrepentant pessimist whose thoughts should be detained

But facts are sterile, not vulgar nor sublime

And they're not religion, they're for everyone

And signify the times

Today is a window, tomorrow the landscape

All you need to do is take a look outside

To know what we're bound to face



The level of disparity

The common man

The manner of destruction of the native land

The poverty of reprisal from all involved

And the scathing trajectory from the past



Markovian process lead us not in vain

Prove to our descendants what we did to them

Then make us go away