The Final Act Of Freedom

No one will stand to raise up high
From the bottom, from your bleeding knees.
Kill that dreams! Breathe in!

Outcast without any means of 
Livelihood, sometimes even without
Scraps of food... Darn it all!

Some people are born in silk,
But some - in shabby pants.
Some throw away the food,
Some starve to death.
Some choose one star,
But Universe is small for most:
They`re straying, getting lost.

Running
Away from
Starvation,
Privation...
Makes stronger will to live and striving for success and for wealth

Someone`s hit you? So respond by hitting twice.
This world`s made of the injustice, pack of lies.
Being selfless doesn`t mean to win (the game)

Heart`s bleeding - it`s the time to pay the price
Not by papers, by your own real life
Court of honour: who`s the judge?

Human life`s so unexpected:
Now you`re rich, but once you`re ragged.
There is only our actions,
That define us and our station. 

Dash the hopes of success - lose the chance of the win

No one thing belongs to us.
It`s heart that makes man rich and proud.

The more you have - the more you want. In chase of wealth you become lost.
Value of life is not wants but right to make choice...