Songtexte: Grip Inc.. Endowment Of Apathy.

Born in a city, no more than a wasteland
Flash point, a struggle to the bitter end
Productive life, serenity a god send
Auxiliary, a second class citizen

Voice of the future, always a breath away
Opinions molded, educated to obey
Destined to seclusion and decay
Auxiliary, a second class citizen

Doomed from the womb
Born on the wrong side of the tracks
In the wrong postal zone
Doomed from the womb

Random, brutal, rough justice
Tried, convicted, endowment of apathy
Random, brutal, rough justice
Tried, convicted, endowment of apathy

Years of grind in substandard luxury
Masses grovel in poverty and misery
Negative endowment of apathy
Erosion of pride, faith, integrity

Survive a system, expecting the norm
Broken will, expressionless born
Trial by fire, walk the plank at dawn
Whitewashed, stripped, peeled and torn

Doomed from the womb
Born on the wrong side

Ambitions, no crime
Ambitions, no crime
Ambitions, no crime
Pre-judged

Ambitions, no crime
Ambitions, no crime
Ambitions, no crime
Pre-judged

Random, brutal, rough justice
Tried, convicted, endowment of apathy
Random, brutal, rough justice
Tried, convicted, endowment of apathy

Doomed from the womb
Judgment has been passed

Random, brutal, rough justice
Tried, convicted, endowment of apathy
Random, brutal, rough justice
Tried, convicted, endowment of apathy

Random, brutal, rough justice
Tried, convicted, endowment of apathy
Random, brutal, rough justice
Tried, convicted, endowment of apathy