Life as I know it.

People fight, A woman's fault Society is flawed, A woman's fault Catastrophic disasters, A woman's fault My son is innocent it's her wife who is uncivilized My brother is a wonderful man it's her woman who is dreadful Domestic violence, A woman's fault Sexual assault, A woman's fault Acid attack, A woman's fault Men will be men let them have fun It's the woman Shackle her Keep an eye  Do not let her breathe  It's always the woman's fault

We are the shadows of the dark Demons of the darkest hour Surrounded by an eternal agony There's no place to reside  But a wretched gloomy street which goes nowhere, guarded by the hounds  A deprived shadow of the secret valley of grief  There's no way to go  The shadows feel frightened  The night is long followed by the forever eclipse  They mourn  They cry  They pray  Shadows are diminishing because of vulnerability  Dreams of light and day are dying  A light that never comes  We are the displaced shadows of the darkest night  We cry, we mourn, we pray