Untouchables

Dirty one's walk the street

Pretending to be alive

Craving eyes never meet

People passing by

Feeding off each other's pain

Selling out their life

Every help is help in vain

All they do is hide

Nobody knows

Nobody cares

Nobody cares for the untouchables

Beating the

Slaves!

Born and raised

Made for slaves

Heart of stone, full of grief

No one left inside

Nothing more left to give

Shadows never die

Pointing fingers at their lives

Is all you ever do

Can't you see a finger tip

Is pointing back at you

Nobody knows

Nobody cares

Nobody cares for the untouchables

Beating the

Slaves!

Born and raised

Made for slaves

Slaves

Born as slaves

Masters change, whip remains

Beating the untouchables