The opportunist world saw a civilised world, destroyed it. Call it their own damnation.
The story of outlaws is about the survivors who sought to survive against all odds while the capitalists deemed them to be illegal.
We’re thieves in a world that wants us no more
Out there was everyone, everything; Even, the souls were on sale.
Ironically the land built on blood is the land full of dreams.
Hunted down were the poor souls, poor tribes who lost their land, their emotions, their culture to this sadistic world.
A massacre, a riot long gone to condemn those who inflicted it.
If we’ve to fight, we’ll fight
If we’ve to run, we’ll run
If we must die, we’ll die but..
We’ll stay free
They named those fighters as outlaws while they were the bigger outlaws; it’s true no land can be reformed without unbarred cruelty.
Those fighters had families, tribes tried to survive the capitalist world with a socialist and the sharing mindset; they worked, they reared, they raised yet hunted down for their own land.
They are chasing us hard
Because we represent,
everything that they fear.
All they ever wanted was freedom, peace, and harmony.
But they were chased, made to surrender.
Running to the wild, hiding in the lows, the fear of prosecution is their story.
Surrendering to the system was their win and the loss.
vedanshuuu 