A hymn for the isolated
A wake up call for the conscience
A tear for the violated

An ear for the opposition
A smile for the crippled beggar
A little hope for the desperate

Justice for the innocent
A hand reachin' for the helpless
Guess this shall never be

Down in the streets
Up in the flats
Isolation taught us being passive

The level of nobody cares
'Bout someone dismembering his wife
Neighbours gettin' used to that stuff

I don't give a
$#&@ the scenery
The happenings inside their cages

Fences
Nothing but usual
Rage, murder at the first floor

Cops in the ba!@&(t
Selling confiscated 4 H
Guess this shall never be

The recently torn poor dude's blood
Decorating the pavement
I walk, nighttime, suicide

Realize three guys out for a buck
To make themselves a living
Killing environments

Daddy's mistreatin' children
A hundred freaks rapin' women
Windows gettin' closed

We don't hear no
Cries for help from the streets
Deafened mother$#&@ers

Turning up their TVs

Guess this shall never be

Eye to eye
Facing the disgusting daily rage
No one able to deal with his own mistakes

Searching for a way to immortality
Cages gettin' built by your
I don't give a $#&@ mentality