Fear of Blood - Three Generations Sentence

You must not escape
You must not steal
You must immediately report
You must over-fulfill your tasks

Welcome to this world, my child
You were born where you shall die
I don't care what you feel
Little boy who forever kneels
In this place we're all the same
In our crib and our grave
We've made you live this way
What are you gonna do?

Through all your darkest days
You will curse your father's name

You must absolutely obey

Freedom will come as a queen
Embraced with her wings you'll see the things unseen
The spectrum of all shades will make you sad and gray
You'll never learn to live

Under the western star
In the spectrum of all shades
Insignificant you shall be
Under the falling sun

Through all your darkest days
You will curse your mother's name

Written by:
Piotr Horzycki

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