Aesthetic Crime - Biopsy

Violence brakes another day

Oppression seems to be here to stay

A victim dies, you close your eyes

An innocent killed, a mother cries

Carnage of man or justice of god

Oppression strikes against my blood

I’m tired of hate and i’m tired of lies

It’s time to load the gun and to open the eyes

Trapped by fear-you can’t think twice

Tooth for a tooth and eye for an eye

Force is my gun and reason is my life

Justice will bleed and my soul will survive

The punishment i will apply

Is the extension of an endless fight

If you can’t give me shelter

If you can’t give me rights

I’ll be forced to commit an aesthetic crime

The count of bodies will remain

Till all the scum can be washed away

Inertial thoughts are off my mind

The action is better to spend my time

Connect the wires and feel the flow

Pull the trigger and let justice blow!