obs.: é possivel q hajam erros grotescos nessa letra, afinal não sou um expert em inglês, mas fiz o possível...
Black/White
[Red Skin]
I hear the screams echoing among
the walls of a mental cave
locked, inside, fighting, lying, driving, taming
I see the opression smashing us
agaisnt our submissive slavery
Black, White, Yellow, Red, Green, Brown
The dinied rottenness is there
lying and lying until the skin [surface]
[hipocritical knives dividing what's undivisible]
[They are equal and fight against themselves]
[pre-ideas planted in the soil of disharmony]
[waiting to germinate in the eternal winter]
[Eternal and mental winter inside our heads]
[Separating what doesn't want to be separated]
[Blinding our minds, blinding ourselves]
[It's what we are, not what's out thinks]
It's all so diferente and it's all the same
Part of the same core
Isolated, thrown away, to the, otherside, of our, Lives
Ignorance rules over us all
With the whip of our habits and [thoughts]
[chest of a retrograde world is the heritage]
[crossing the new generations with black paints]
[hit with violence born in gold, trash and dust]
[insanity based in treacherous floor]
[Building the walls of a mental cave around us]
[Separating what doesn't want to be separated]
[Blinding our minds, blinding ourselves]
[It's what we are, not what's out thinks]
My skin isn't black
But your insane head does
Your thoughts only get you walk back
I don't want you on my side
I don’t want you on my mind
Not while you're blind
blind by the wrong ways
blind by the wrong thoughts
manipulated by the faction,
by the race
by the choice
by pray
by the land
by the soil
by the gold
blind by this fuckin' halter
blind by this shit
controled by heritage
by the race
by the choice
by the pray
by the land
by the soil
by the gold
I'm just your reflex in the mirror
Just your reflex in the mirror
What you are, I am too
What I am, you are too
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