The house of human rights

Worries the person

Attempts are made

Once in a life time

Lucky by fate

A witch cause she wants a life

Burn her down to ashes

Into the light

The darkness fades away

The direction of hate

Always interrupts the way

Too early

Too late

A knock on your gate

Underrated opinions

Political invasion

Sirens in ears

Or under the sea

Just the two sides

Of the society

Fallen into your grave

While you're alive

Make sure you hide

Before you die

When you lie

Cover it up with your head

So even if your shot

With truth now you're dead

Let's say I explain

You don't understand

I explain again

You don't want to learn

The family trees

They don't really water them

Running headlong over gems

You're tired again

No pain no gain

Lies

The birds fly

Over the sky

Just like poetry

Over a politician's head

And there's blood

On a billionaire's bed

His coffee's cold

He lies there dead

The darker of the dark nights

Always dead end streets

Unless you see

The ghosts show you

Under your feet

The ground lies to you

Walks over you

Once you're dead

Covers you

The rain ends

You're thirst again

Flowers bloom

I sometimes wonder

I wonder when

Who

And where

Here or there

You'll see the faces

In every blare

And every stare

Envy is halfway the truth

Halfway the lie

Sorry to say

But what is it like

To sound extremely stupid

And old

Talking about cupid

Or stories untold

When you're surrounded

And bound

Lost and never found

Amongst presidents

In the glorious house

Where they fight

All day all night

In the political domain

Where some women cried

That I name

The house of human rights