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"Yeah! ... Ha! ... Let's go!"
Breath heavy silence torn, now we dive into the storm
Scarred flesh of existence, this vessel too demanding
Marching through pandemics of lies, propaganda expanding
Hands locked in illusions 'til the chain snaps apart
Blueprints burned down, ashes carved into the heart
Concrete jungles suffocate, lungs clogged with soot
Every breath we inherit, toxic burden we input
Occupational tyrants drilling veins, bleeding soil
Generations robbed cold, stolen legacy they spoiled
You chase an enemy phantom while the villain wears a crown
Street prophets screaming truth, but they quick to gun 'em down
Leaders sit in silence—inaction's the blade
If you spectators to carnage, you accomplice to the grave
Life a bleak sight, shadows choke the daylight
Voices kept in fistfights, we drown but never die right
Chains rattle midnight, screams paint the skyline
War drums in the bloodline—bleak sight, bleak sight
Bullet logic in the alleys, scripture written in shell
Street preachers on the corner, selling doomsday to sell
Markets bleed innocence, children barter with pain
Famine dressed like a soldier, marching proud in the rain
Skyline burned in betrayal, neon coffins stand tall
Synthetic paradise pitched while the system lets you fall
Every contract's a shackle, every paycheck's a leash
Every anthem you chant just disguises the beast
Gladiators of poverty, chained wrists turned red
Executives toast blood money while the hungry drop dead
Propaganda's a sermon, broadcast on repeat
If silence is your weapon then you protest in defeat
Life a bleak sight, shadows choke the daylight
Voices kept in fistfights, we drown but never die right
Chains rattle midnight, screams paint the skyline
War drums in the bloodline—bleak sight, bleak sight
Story written in graffiti blood, testimonies on stone
Graves speak louder than sermons, and the silence overthrown
Echoes crawl down the alley, neon demons awake
Humanity the hostage, playing games with the stake
Iron fangs of the system tear the marrow from the weak
Corruption polished in sermons while justice never speaks
Towers built on the graves of the old and the poor
Every contract you sign just another hidden war
We decorate apocalypse with banners of denial
Mass hysteria currency, chaos goes viral
Every leader a spectator, letting flesh turn cold
If you ain't breaking these chains, then your soul already sold
Life a bleak sight, shadows choke the daylight
Voices kept in fistfights, we drown but never die right
Chains rattle midnight, screams paint the skyline
War drums in the bloodline—bleak sight, bleak sight
"Ha yeah life a bleak sight"