A new dawn
Another burning morning
For those who live day by day restlessly
Each step in life to recall who you are
And where you are from
Labelled as lesser men by the human division of wealth
Wasted life - disenchanted youth of today
You've never learned to put your hands down
To fight - to lose - you drift and die
Hungry crowds in a hopeless battle
Hunger for bread, rights and freedom or just dignity
Still dazed victims without control
Hopeless - this battle you fight alone
These dreams you long for
As you are left to linger in this nothing place
To reflect on what you've been given and denied
Sons of old and fake revolutionaries
You are left to reflect
How their ignorance spread lies
You are left to reflect
Sons of this decayed modern times
Sons that are bereft of respect
That end despising, all who have a different life
Disenchanted youth of today
Hopeless - this battle you fight alone
These dreams you were meant to lose
Sons of men that lived their lives in shame
Sons of these decayed modern times
You fight to lose - to drift and die