Vermin

You have treated me so well
And still you're leading me to hell
Cutting through obnoxious air
Born like insects we despair

And you have seen me in the dirt
You have seen me at my worst
There is nothing left for me
I'm an object, just to keep

In my heart I feel distress
For us there is no such congress
And either you are dead or living
All our sins shall be forgiven

And you have seen me in the mud
And I have tasted my own blood
And they don't like what they will find
All those battles in my mind

Now I'm here, I realize that I have stopped
To think about a different system
A different way, to criticise our regime
There might be no justification
We don't feel like useless vermin anymore
We might have found a logic reason
He told me, that our rulers are indeed
Ones to receive and might be godless
They might be godless



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Trautwein
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