I walk through the crooked streets' reflection
They remind me of my breed affliction
Of that my fate is worse than crucifixion
I'm lost among enormous gravestones
Old houses I see in their reflections
I'm lost among bodies of brave ones
Soon they'll turn to the ash of ages
On a patriarchal dump of outdated conceptions
There's no place for us, no exeption
But the life has another opinion
They say that I'm unholy
They say I defile their relics
I see through their walls of lies
And I deny their gods!
They say that I'm unholy
And pierce me with their stares
It is to be said that I dont care
The truth is that I don't belong there!
My cage is the maze of hopelessness
Home will remain my own grave
I don't suffer from colorblindness
But the only color I see is filthy grey
They say that I'm unholy
They say I defile their relics
I see through their walls of lies
And I deny their gods!
They say that I'm unholy
And pierce me with their stares
It is to be said that I dont care
The truth is that I don't belong there!
I see no future. Salvation lost! All hail the fate!
I don't accept them and they do the same
Beneath me this awful city. I've seen it's true face
On a patriarchal dump of outdated conceptions
There's no place for us and there is no exeption
But the life has another opinion about this
And isn't going to set you free