Here comes the Hurricane

they told believe and you believed as blind
they told obey and you was doing it so hard
now you see - life is not fair
now you see - life is not fair
blood stained black hands smothere you all the time

I should run away now
or be forever stopped
I must scream this so loud
or still forever dumb
I've got to make it away
I should open my eyes
or still forever blind
I must show my protest
or be forever confined
I've got to make it away

In this cold room
these thoughts will never heal your wounds
It's getting harder to hide
your hurricane inside

work more, speak less
is all they need you to do
do now, ask then
they'll think instead of you
now you see - life is not fair
now you see - life is not fair
blood stained black hands smothere you all the time

is this your real point of view
or is just retelling of their fictional truth
it's just a bad dream
you've got to wake up

it's left nothing to do 
in this ugly place where bad dreams come true
it's just a bad dream
you've got to wake up

it's just a bad dream
without possibility to wake up