Discipline

everywhere there are rules and restrictions

they all fucked my good intentions

I love my peoples

not by their work, just by their good heart

cause work is corrupt 

and what u think is not at all correct

only a man of the system knows the truth

rest of them just Bali ka bakra

to whom i should point out, when the whole fucking system is against us

oh, it's done

my nation, oh

the ride is of self's race

washless finger's lifting above my heads

ohh nation, I am broken

take care of my tantrums