Conscience

Always forward the words
Intimidating everyone for their fury
Showing his power
Absorbed by the hate
Short speech and dry
Heart taken by loneliness

The voices of streets
They are those that speak for you
Show your true face
Defile your soul
Exclude its future

I see the marks on her face
The days of insomnia
Years of suffering
His dirty conscience
And its debt with the world

Mortality!
Brutality!
Insanity!
Suffering!
Kept in mind
Mindful all the time
Haunting your life
Fueling hatred
And pride in your life

I see the marks on her face
The days of insomnia
Years of suffering
His dirty conscience
And its debt with the world