Here's a song I'm working on.


Fallen, Broken.
Unspoken for.

Claim us, regain us.
We break away.

Eletists that lead us
Through hell on earth.

To them it's all the same!

So light a torch and pray
That they find a way
To change what they've done.
Eviction of the brave.

Our land of the locked
Our unspoken answer
To what we want
And why we can't get it right.