You're not immune. Your mask can't protect you.
No more abuse: I'm here to
finally charge you.
You've made the laws but you're nothing special.
You're flesh and bones: perfect for bullets to go through.
Do you have
the guts to face all my wrath?
Do you have the guts to clean your dirty past?
You're filthy rich; share something with us, slaves.
Your reign is over
now and there's no one you can save.
I abhor your traditions and your
society.
I don't care about this translation anymore…
Do you have the
guts to face all my wrath?
Do you have the guts to clean your dirty past?
I dare you to digest me.
Why won't you digest me?
