Permanent Revolt کے بول

Dispatched by the sheepish muzzle of a fairy-like majority, inside, I poisoned its bowels Now there's only me, the minority who lacks social comment and grabs all its accessory which is total-loss and bent Liquefied I'm more than a voice nested in your pores but my sounds drowned, evaporated in the smell of your colossal corse Permanent revolt Spitted out by the cumbersome beast called fairy-like majority outside, I celebrated its last whim The survivor's me, the minority who searches for social comrades to rebuilt this society after a model of soviets Glorified I'm more than a voice to surpass roof sirens but my sound swelled, exploded in the stammering of silence I'm part of another majority and beg for opposition which comes from minority that's zealous for transmission