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Artist(s)
  • Incubus
  • Album(s)
  • Beyond The Unknown (buy)
  • Alone in their destination
    Wandering thru this violent life
    A part of all misconception from their past
    And now thrown out to the street to rot
    Painful screams never heard
    Hung on the wings of death
    Germs are what they seem
    For the rich they have no need

    Left in the cold in crucial places
    Feeling the horrors of real life
    Places to places, no where to go
    Agonizing pain and no one seems to care
    Trying to revive 'em for a higher place
    But no one seems to give any support
    They hear their torment call
    Disarmed from an endless war
    Aimed by all kinds of poverty

    Vagabonds you will find in types of societies
    Resting in the underground of this materialistic
    Inferno

    CHORUS
    Mortify
    In hostility of human injustice

    Some say that they're not concerned
    But never willing to take their burdens
    Let's hope it's not your skin
    Which is rotting of sins

    CHORUS
    Mortify
    In hostility of human injustice

    They are living in a world of darkness
    In which the light seems far away

    No justice
    Blamed for someone else's deed
    Humiliation
    Because they are poor
    Treated harshly

    Is this what they call the advancement of mankind
    Why men want to rule the space
    While they can't even solve the problems of the earth
    Where is our humane sense now
    So much said, but so little done
    Blinded and devoured by our greed

    Facing all the worries of our minds
    We can't feel what is happening in the world around us
    turbulence is the conflict which we all must face
    Crossing the line of stupidity and discrimination
    Is one of the reasons which makes us ignore
    The actual state of the moribund

    Breaking down their hope to piece
    Destitution increases in front of their own miserable lives

    CHORUS
    Mortify
    In hostility of human injustice

    Days passed
    Injured ones dying fast
    Harsh temperatures
    The whips of cold winds
    Are frosting their bodies on the attack
    Feeling the rigor mortis stage alive
    Reaching to the ultimate muscular paralysis

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