Life slowly turns and wastes Absense of sence Indistinct and thoughtless Unalloyed to suppose convicted by machinery Labeled numbered nameless Uniformed caged Blunt faces vacant eyes cold stare Words that tells nothing Slaves of misery chained by living Nations of convicts Constrained conduct catatonic movies Distorted choices of dreamlike salvations Fucked by daily facinf shit Everyday we have to suffer wrongs Enforced morals tolerance is void Everyday stress became a second breath The tread wheel of regettable life Rolls on All things of vaine Are but mutations of what is real So fucking hollow futile And shallow existence Lifelong martyrs impresioned in institutions Like animal in captivity Cranked cogs fueled by submission Generaiting violence Continents built with prisons Inhabited by the nations of convicts