Cold Hearted

Masked under a well crafted public image of politician
Generation saviour, visionary or religious crusader
The lives, the memory thieves
Their bags loaded with shattered rights and crushed dignities
Their theory, well perfected, well tested

Abominable researches were conducted in my own province
On simple citizens ready to try alternative cures
In hope to cease their depressive disorder
Oblivious to their involvement

In the advancement of modern distortion techniques
Ignorant of the level of physical violence
Of the treatments, and the abuse
Violated of the right to reject
As now the so called war prisoners, the right to protest
An institutionalized human rights slaughter, slaughter
I'm ashamed

When choice of words
Give latitude over restrictions
And impact over one destiny

The decisions of a small group of men destroys the lives of many
A haled legal word breach, bringing our brother to a bare low level

I can't believe that this is now, us
What we grew into?
As a civilization sadistic and primitive like our early ancestors
Who we are?

Cold hearted

Hypocrite, scrooge, no educated man before a politician
Generation saviour, visionary or religious crusader
The lives, the memory thieves
Their bags loaded with shattered rights and crushed dignities
While in the country capital is spent on a war for safety

How can you justify your means? How can you?
When your inhabitant cannot afford to maintain and cure
Their own body winter is slowly taking over
The leaves, fallen on the ground

Seasons are passing, my reality getting colder
Mistakes from the past forgotten, later refashioned
I'll never be in a position to sympathise with such power misuse
How can you sleep at night?