Cold and gray skies walk my confinement. My mother shot, in her memories lie my inspiration, courage and pride. Humans approach my cage as I feel my rage rise. My dreams are my compaion I view heaven in your anquish. f*** this hostile steel ordeal. Where´s your superiority once this cage is shattered. Your sterile line of defense proclaims your weakness. From the eyes of the victim, perceive my agony, fear your completion. Green visions in my infantile desire to escape. Imprisoned forever drowned in agony, screams and tears are my food and torture. Oppression and resistance shape my rancor, through kill my life. In my name speak thruth do justice