Scream for freedom

"Scream for freedom"

Chains and shackles scatter to pieces. Screams and savage acts against the criminals, who with static and lifeless eyes lie in their own blood. The hand of justice clenched its fists against the foolish people called sane, with the wrath of the cracks of whips and wicked tortures, it struck with impetus. With empty thrones and violated by regicides, the torn souls, which no one cries anymore, rest in peace. They fill their hands with gold and jewels, because dead tyrants do not enjoy riches. With freedom heard around the world, like a call in the heart, The roar of the currents is the sound of revolution. A ray of sunlight appears in the dust clouds, orchestrated by deafening noises, the oppressed become oppressors, but there is no peace for eternity, because humanity was built on blood. There will be time again for the judge, to be a defendant and condemned.