Anarion - Below lyrics

A perfect place where only perfect Faces grace the overworld Naturals disgraced, forced under Human race governed by designed race Assured perfect the only way life is What money buys Two perfect eyes Never too soon Built in the womb First in line they come Flawless ones, genetic sons Pushed underground Of hatred their bound Of natural birth Plague of the earth Down below the shadow Cloaked in shame Not good enough No name Longing to go outside No longer having to hide Dreaming a dream Helpless it seems "Oh, to be free...' "Someone help me"