And although the pain doesn't show
The hurt it is still there...

We signed a treaty on our tainted willowed hearts
marking the beginning of an eternal allegiance...

The mirror deceives the emotionally weak
All those with no faith in their hearts...

Such one sided views and perceptions we hold
Nothing more than dirt is how they are perceived...

I am just another identity
Lost in a crowd...

The devil was once an angel
Who tightened his grip on evil...

It breeds inside every inch of their hearts
It is the dirt imprinted on their rags of clothes...

An innocent 14 year old girl
Kicked out on the streets...

Echoes
of our chilling...

We will watch the blood drip from our palms
The blood of those with lips bearing equality...

Enveloped in a intricate cocoon
Bound by the unbreakable forces...

His words are of such harsh character
A piercing to her own ears...