In a town, fifty miles from nowhere
On the fringes of civilisation
All law and justice have lost distinction
The only strength is in violence and fear
In this place you must fight to stay alive
Young, old, rich, poor, it makes no difference
If you don’t heed to this law and pay penance
You don’t have a hope in hell to survive
Day after day, everything is the same
Many bodies fall long before the night
There’s no voices for reason or what’s right
There’s only the sneers as you lie in pain
There is an excuse why the punches flow
The thing is: the excuse just doesn’t know
21st July 2004
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