Living amidst filth and dust Crawling in mud searching for scraps Excruciating stench of decaying remains Constant starvation, a state of nothingness
Failing the overlooked, the ignored Betraying the least of my brothers
You see them shivering, in solitude Excluded, Imprisoned, defenseless You see them tortured, abandoned Laying on the ground left for dead
Failing the overlooked, the ignored Betraying the least of my brothers Failing Me
A refugee in a strange land Mistrusted and hated Human beings denied fundamental rights Exposed to fear and intimidation
Desperate cries of dismay - isolated Like worthless creatures - nonexistent
Betrayal of the outcasts You are the accursed goats herded to doom Turning away from the sight of the needy Turn away from Me, to a place for the wickedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.