Letra de M.I.P.

You flee your homes An oncoming storm You drive away Into the unknown Left behind The victims of your greed Ready to die Burned alive Just as they were before Nothing inside Upon a throne You demand their heads Until the day You are alone Left behind The victims of your greed Ready to die Burned alive Just as they were before Nothing inside Behind a wall Hidden from the view The lie you built Rules all that you once knew The storm remains Trapping all those within You had the privilege to leave But what about them?