What the picture says

The law is now a mere word
Our rights have a werewolf
Fire over the roof we lay our heads
Our voices they try to mute

No, we wouldn’t conform
No, what is wrong is wrong

They may slay our throats
Or subject us to undue pain
Then they should live and never die

One thing they can’t take away
Is who we are and what we are

From mental slavery, we’ve risen
For everything taken, they must pay
We slept for so long we got lost in dreams
This is the beginning of due emancipation.

Wildkhard[TA]