Sal de La Caverna

Today I bring the naked and open truth legs spread
Lacking silk garments and tender masks
Pain, to see what's behind that dark blindfold
That covers your gaze brother get out of the cave
Today I bring the naked and open truth legs spread
Lacking silk garments and tender masks
Pain, to see what's behind that dark blindfold
That covers your gaze sister get out of the cave
Is this called evolution? Have you taken a look outside?
It seems like zombies are the ones walking the streets dead people walking sleeping
But not dreaming and hating one hundred percent the work they do
Childhood is made of wax society is a sun the shadow of love
Died of starvation and sorrow now there's more drug addiction than children playing in the park
Because they were given hate and hunger long before information
It's for more than one reason that this happens can't you see?
We are the pieces of a board similar to chess where the only role
That belongs to those below is to end up even lower
To enrich the king they don't want people to think to see
They prefer people to pray to believe
They would like people to be born without voice or ears
And only be hands working for their services
They have been there from the beginning in sects older than time
They would like you to have only the body instead of a soul
But I'm not like them and what I want is
For you to lift your knees off the ground and die standing
Today I bring the naked and open truth legs spread
Lacking silk garments and tender masks
Pain to see what's behind that dark blindfold
That covers your gaze brother get out of the cave
Today I bring the naked and open truth legs spread
Lacking silk garments and tender masks
Pain to see what's behind that dark blindfold
That covers your gaze sister get out of the cave
If this is called evolution I want to go back to being a monkey with clean air and no borders far from their prejudices
Tell me how to progress living in a damn place where beauty is power and wisdom suicide reason has lost its mind and justice as a half-blind means tells a news written by Mr. Money among lust short skirts
Lack of judgment and weapons giving life has become as simple as taking it away
And karma seems to have lost its aim it gives tears to the noblest and a feast to the harpies
The human is a train without tracks heading nowhere suicidal parading on the edge of the cliff and it's sad that a species with so much potential instead of creating destroys and is hated instead of loved
The last chance the change is in your hands what comes after will only be what we leave
Today I bring the naked and open truth legs spread
Lacking silk garments and tender masks
Pain to see what's behind that dark blindfold
That covers your gaze brother get out of the cave
Today I bring the naked and open truth legs spread
Lacking silk garments and tender masks
Pain to see what's behind that dark blindfold
That covers your gaze sister get out of the cave