ignorance is bliss

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A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on
A world of violent rage
But it’s one that I can recognise
Having never seen the colour of my father’s eyes
Yes, I dwell in hell, but it’s a hell that I can grip
I tried to grip my family
But I slipped

To escape from the pain in an existence mundane
I gotta 9, a sign, a set and now I gotta name

Read my writings on the wall
No-one’s here to catch me when I fall
Death is on my side....suicide!

A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on
A world of violent rage
But it’s one that I can recognise
Having never seen the colour of my father’s eyes
Yes, I dwell in hell, but it’s a hell that I can grip
I tried to grip my family
But I slipped

To escape from the pain in an existence mundane
I gotta nine, a sign, a set and now I gotta name

Read my writings on the wall
No-one’s here to catch me when I fall
Caught between my culture and the system....genocide!

Read my writings on the wall
No-one’s here to catch me when I fall
If ignorance is bliss, then knock the smile off my face

If we don’t take action now
We settle for nothing later
Settle for nothing now
And we’ll settle for nothing later

Settle for Nothing - Rage Against The Machine


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model: [link]
wound: google (sorry, i closed it, don't know where it came from anymore)
wall: [link] [link] [link]
texture: [link]
brushes: allready had them, don't know where they came from