Taken away my mind is blown
Showing me things I shouldn't have been shown
The relenting ego is pounding my head
In a passionate resistance only in hues of red
I can only see the being created
No understanding or vision where it originated
Where is comfort if you all oppress
Where is relaxation when time is compressed
From fingers to bone you have nothing to show
While they live in peace looking down from their throne
What is this world if it has no even tone
Can we live in equality the answer is unknown
Greatness is all but real shame is the only thing we can feel
Desolation in an oasis