Injustice and Tyranny
When the smoke clears
Rubble stands,
The system broke
And death walks free.
The body lies in the street
The gun smoking
And when the smoke clears
Death walked free
Free to live
Free to kill.
When the smoke clears
We see the lies
We see the system
Broken and unjust.
When the smoke clears
The fire spreads
Revolutions begin
Tyrants fall
Bodies lie in the street
And Death walks free.
Death walks free
We let him go
Now the smoke is clear
We rise against what
We now see
Injustice and Tyranny
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