Testo Downcast

lay out the spade in a nation of hatewhere the color of skin rules allnow see the hands of the dealer of lieswhere the weak are humbled and falland my hands are tiedin this world's demisenow borrowed timeand you walk the linein this world sublimeand you're left behindbut don't pray for medowncast... in your world to bedowncast... and we all shall seenow breath the air in this world's despairwhere the face of hope is lostnow taste the truth in a world of lieswhere the mother of justice is goneand my hands are tiedin this world's demisenow borrowed timeand you walk the linein this world sublimeand you're left behindbut don't pray for medowncast... in your world to bedowncast... and we all shall seefreedom is not a whisperfreedom is not a liefreedom is the price we pay for those who fought and dieddowncast... downcast... downcast... down