The walls consume the world

But they don’t contain lives

Awake again staring at million pairs of empty eyes

That will never forget

Repression

The astonishing collection of misplaced souls

Became an era of prisoners gypsies and refugees

But the walls were not satisfied

Still they rose with fury

Desired by suburbanites and tyrants alike

Invisible and endless

Criscrossing the globe

Anxious masses with hammers in hand

Assemble slowly dreaming of crumbling hate

And gates of hope