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(Chorus)
Three faces of injustice staring back at me
A dice roll, a machine, a mystery
Three faces, and I don’t know what is worse
Is it chance, is it man, or a curse on the universe?
(Verse 2 – The First Face)
One child is born in a loving home, safe and strong
Another in a war zone, before they even know what’s wrong
One with a healthy body, one with a heavy chain
They did nothing good or bad, but the starting line’s insane
It’s the lottery of birth, a tragic random chance
Hardest to accept this accidental circumstance
(Verse 3 – The Second Face)
And then there’s the chaos made by human hands
The broken systems, laws like shifting sands
A good man works for years, denied by secret games
While a tyrant dies in silk, surrounded by his names
It’s not virtue that’s rewarded, it’s the skill of playing cold
A handcrafted unfairness that burns right through the soul
We see the faces, we see the mechanism
And that’s why it cuts with such a sharp precision
(Chorus)
Three faces of injustice staring back at me
A dice roll, a machine, a mystery
Three faces, and I don’t know what is worse
Is it chance, is it man, or a curse on the universe?
(Bridge – Inner Compass)
But the question isn’t only why the world is so unkind
It’s how to live here without losing my own mind
First, allow yourself to feel it, let the grief and fury rise
Don’t shove it down, don’t tell yourself those comfortable lies
To see injustice clearly is an act of honesty
You’re not broken, you just finally see
Then narrow down your radius, just one step from where you stand
You can’t feed every hunger, but you can feed one pair of hands
Help the neighbor fill the paper, light one candle in the gloom
Justice isn’t a giant statue — it’s small actions in a room
Take back control in what you can do
That’s how the broken world begins to heal anew
Shift your lens from “world” to “human” — the world won’t mourn or care
But inside all this chaos, there are people everywhere
The fact your heart still aches is proof compassion’s not a lie
We’re the ones who carry “rightness” underneath a careless sky
And finally, lean on the “ought,” the line between what is and what should be
When the world says “strong survive, that’s reality”
Let your inner voice reply: “I don’t accept that as my creed
I’ll act on principle, plant a different seed
Even if it never grows into a forest tall
It gives me ground to stand, a reason not to fall.”
(Final Chorus – softer)
Three faces of injustice… I’ve looked them in the eye
The random chance, the human machine, the unanswered “Why?”
Three faces, but I’ve found a different light
In what I feel, in what I do, in what I know is right…
(Outro)
This topic’s bottomless, I know you walk a lonely road
Whatever brought you here, whatever heavy load…
If you want to talk of stoics, or the strength to rise and cope
I’m here — there’s always room for hope.
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