The bodies filled with sand,
Six feet underground,
Knives in the backs
Of those who don't comply,
Round after round,
Bodies fill the street,
The burning fields,
Their land taken away.
No one stays calm,
But no one fights back,
No voice, no change,
Silence fills the air.
The boots shake,
As the ground quakes,
Jail cells filled with activists and innocents,
Another day, another reel,
News telling you
About the glory of the country,
Strip, storm n' search,
Raid, rage n' retribution,
Raise, pessimism n' propaganda,
Imaginary voices,
Sudden mind rape.
No one stays calm,
But no one fights back,
No voice, no change,
Silence fills the air.
Chained to a system
That's stripping you apart.
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