Handcuffed, shackled, blindofolded, shaved
This sun makes you a beast. A subhuman machine.
You're not his prisoner, you’re just a detainee
In this enduring war, this war not meant to be seen
An X-Ray Sun
Penetrates you to the bone
Never setting sun
Never leaving you alone
This sun bad and dry, in this hell of a place
You dont’even have the right to have a face
No right to have a soul, no right to have a name
Just numbers for the beasts, the beasts are to be enslaved
An X-Ray Sun
Penetrates you to the bone
Never setting sun
Never leaving you alone
This sun makes you a beast. A subhuman machine.
You're not his prisoner, you’re just a detainee
In this enduring war, this war not meant to be seen
An X-Ray Sun
Penetrates you to the bone
Never setting sun
Never leaving you alone
This sun bad and dry, in this hell of a place
You dont’even have the right to have a face
No right to have a soul, no right to have a name
Just numbers for the beasts, the beasts are to be enslaved
An X-Ray Sun
Penetrates you to the bone
Never setting sun
Never leaving you alone
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