Their soaked laces
Warm as concrete
Slice against their soul
Black in their endless nights
Eyes absorb their show
Tear soaked eyes held down
Forced against the rock
Hand outstretched grasping at none
Boots stomped to shock
Their instruments of waste
Keep sawing at their jaw
These concrete curbs will never be as raw
Tear soaked eyes held down
Forced against the rock
Stolen liberties litter the streets
As ghosts rally feeding on their shock
Cut the concrete and peel back what's within
The lies inside they'll try and hide
Mask their primal sin
Leave them here
Arms stretched to none
And present them there
Blank eyes facing the sun