No Cover

The perversion of life through gaia’s eyes
As good as dead in the jaws of spite
I cant sit back as the apathy amplifies
In the darkest corners of their nightmare, I’ll be a light
Count our blessings no cover
Showered in life’s warmth the rest to suffer
We are fortunate enough to make a choice
Count our blessings no cover
Showered in life’s warmth the rest to suffer
We are fortunate enough to make a choice
I’ll be a voice
They rest their eys in a bed of filth
And we suffer slow in a vice of guilt
I refuse to add to this violent design
In the darkest corners of their nightmare, I’ll be a light
Count our blessings, no cover
Showered in life’s warmth the rest of suffer
We are fortunate enough to make a choice
Count our blessings, no cover
Showered in life’s warmth the rest to suffer
We are fortunate enough to make a choice
I’ll be a voice
Cast out. Forsaken. Desperate. I’ll fated.
Everyday the value of life spreads thinner.
But in this chaos I’ll be a hopebringer.
Their trials are mine I stand for every single walk of life I’ll fight
I’ll fight for both human and non human rights
Because I know that things are much brighter on the other side.