The unconscious world of different colors

Unconscious world of  different colors

Slavery masters are death 

I am confused out the strange act of death

Cos you always act too deaf to my calls for change 

I am outrageous to the perilous Hades 

Yet, we unhappily accept you

U- the thoughtless beast

U- the brutal being 

U- the confusion 

Your seeds only sprout like the coils of acid

The shameless - Brutal Beast

You've ordained, and brutalized us:

Of our own good 

And of our own bad sets

Abandoned, I am abandoned 

Cos you respect us less

And spare life less

So you care less of our rights 

But put wrongs to reset our rights 

You swept us like dust

You've burnt our bodies or buried 

Chain , you've chained our souls in to the red sea of slavery 

So our bones are referred to as history home 

And our images were far burnt and buried - miles into six feet deep, the earth 

But our name remain the call of history forever.

Bolofarm, we hate you!!!!