We are stuck in a cycle of monotony.
Of mediocrity at the atrocities
At the hands of a system of prophecy
Written down by a racist bureaucracy
That couldn’t possibly be an oddity
In a country of our cartography
Built on the bedrocks of theology,
A systemic chronology of equality
Without no dishonesty of monstrosities.
But the cacophony is no longer a novelty:
We are stuck in a cycle of atrocities
And the monotony of mediocrity
Serves a simple system of prophecy
Written down by a racist bureaucracy.