troisième

True on the nature,
Being skewered by the nation;
Was attacked and obliged,
Once condemned and was disappeared.

Ragged was stature;
Pleasure, lust, all was on control;,
Walls of freedom and dust,
Was being hanged on the platform.

Strings from the lowered,
Continued to live, suffer, greed;
Even though was thrown through,
Tried to live over into danger.

Waves of these plunders
Even absolution had sank;
Treason of these butchers,
Walked down hill, all of these laws.