Bloodline

Life is already not fair in many aspects Paying for the sins of our fathers is never what one expects Destined for death once we're born Hanged, sentenced to death by a bloodline If life was a job I would resign Because the name I carry is a burden Inheriting wealth which comes with sin It dissapears but sin has no expiration date Its still as fresh as the day it was committed The avenger follows the stench of the blood that runs through my veins Its the catastrophe of Abel and Cain Descendants suffer sorrow and pain Slaves to an irrational bad decision You lived in the moment at the price of the whole clan If hell exists then life is a 1st degree burn Which you escaped by death like a raging bulls horn Made a mockery of relations and used them as a pawn Tell me do you feel shame as I do upon, Hearing how you planned to have the family torn Thinking the grass would be greener without watering your lawn?