Sinking like a ship moving in a drain.
Years passing on, here comes the rains.
We had suffered enough, all pains away.
All the chains are broken.
Had been left with no choice like
faces.

They saw us as useless.
Them looting the diamonds necklesses.
All the pieces of hope had been torn
and thrown into prinkles.
Their wring led faces shinning like
riches in disguise.
All the pinkies yelling to the man
in the streets.
Dry mouth had pushed them
to anything for survival.

All they want is anything, even
a piece of human flesh....