Fear in the eyes and
a forced movement
the same place is there again
once more the neon light
inside the metallic walls
the tube flickers
blue wavelenght
he feels strong in his cubicle
like the predator facing its pray
only that he’s never been
the hunted one

And as the purple starts appearing
over all of her body
her face in terror reflects
the flickering blue neon

While injustice is comitted
and no one is there to put
his worthless life to an end

but it’s always the same
since a judge can’t exist
justice is not done

and here’s what this one said:
Said she’d done it to herself
Said she might have fallen down the stairs