Sentenced

Misconception of thoughts
 Collide confronting
 A new vision of colors
 Onwards on the same page
 Where no one understands
 A single letter
 Statements of power
 Denying sworn promises
 Unrelated circumstances
 Bow down, the enemy has grown.
 Retrieve the rights we never got.
 Oppressed or oppressor
 Doesn't matter anymore
 Judge right or wrong
 Same side of the horrors
 Narrow minded houses
 Once peaceful now divided
 Seen on television
 You are a number
 You are a code
 You are a sheep
 We are the flock
 No matter who holds the scepter
 No matter who is above.
 Nothing was designed
 To benefit everyone
 Well they need the poor
 And disagreement to rule
 Condemned to this fate
 Left to our own luck.