Ring 8 - Poverty

Indigo
Indigo
Indigo
Indigo

Indigo, indigo
Indigo, indigo
Indigo, indigo
Indigo, indigo

One kind met with a great divide
Walls prescribe the worth of a bloodline
Antimai had forgotten what it was created for

Outside, life has a different plight where
Chance invites bereavement of every kind
Antimai, don't get too attached to who you get to know

Dead zone
From far, far away, you know
We're dying just to get a glimpse
Disowned
Then we get turned away
Good day, back to the beginning
Hang tight
Cycles never-ending
Living on the outside

We're going hungry and we're out of time
Faith in the child keeps us pretty alright
Just past the dividing line
Between the blessed and cursed of Antimai

New home, hard to go it alone
Seize fate, pair off and procreate
Antimai, will find them a use when they are old enough

Young blood, blessed to make the cut
Past-erased, all by the holy state of Antimai

Dead zone
From far, far away, you know
We're dying just to get a glimpse
Disowned
Then we get turned away
Good day, back to the beginning
Hang tight
Cycles never-ending
Living on the outside
All light

Dead zone
With so little left and nowhere else to go
Disowned
We would have to be crazy to talk back
It's better we hang tight!
Someone's bound to come and save us