I stand in a world of the statutory,
for our insubordinace could freeze the air.
And I tore at the core
of your heart to question your empty stare.
Through my course sincere,
I attempted to save the healthy.
But in a sequence of actions,
in their own secret factions,
we, in heards, were consumed by the wealthy
Though we were taught in a childly state,
we made our segregation clear.
For a handful of hate,
and words that sound great,
whisper lies of class in our ear.