From oppression we are born, While the hold world feels our scorn. Waging wars against our own, seeds of chaos must be sown.
Scream it loud and face the hate, shoot em down for it's their fate. Use your mind and not your fist, or its my point you shall miss.
Free you mind, untrap your soul, let your heart tell you where to go. Raise a fist unto the sky, spread you wings and you shall fly.
