Hocico

the lights swith on
nobody knows what´s going on
the lights switch off
the order comes, what´s going on now?
like old stones
the people´s eyes stare at the skies
somebody plays a dirty game
blindfolding their eyes
broken conscience
you´re just weak
when the rats speak
blindfolded, way too blind
is this all you need?
can´t you see?
their touches are tender
they steal the people´s soul
can´t you see?
no way to surrender
don´t fear our time has come
don´t you understand
hold the blindfold down
so you can see
if you are oppressed
don´t let them rest
and show them
what you have