Vortex Of Clutter - September 80

Woke up in the darkness
Deep silence, aint belong to the night
Yellow teeth behind the uniform
Breaks the silence

Manipulator
Dictator

Vortex in my eyes
Messenger of minds corruption
Executions of hundreds
Sign of the social isolation

I am bleeding, i am dying
I am not alone in this cell Millions of empty eyes (with me)
I cannot find freedom (outside)
Before i got rescued from the captivity (With this captivity inside)

Woke up, in the darkness
My mind, crushed by combat boot
My mind awaits rotten generations
Darkness is now inside of populations


Using the blood he makes bleed
As junta drawing his power
Traditions of the dead seeds
Turn life into a nightmare