Mafia

The state is a society
Society, group.
Mafia is a family.
The state is the levels
Roles and positions.
Mafia is seven equal
Sin equivalent persons
The temptation is identical to me.
Family at the head of state
Fathers to descendants of skill transfer,
Children adopt all the experience
In the footsteps of ancestors,
Without interrupting the traditions go.
An apple falls from an apple tree,
In the family of a thief, thieves grow.
The world washes blood
Flourishness and misery flourish.
The world is in chaos,
Low rises to the top.
Few people want to repent of evil deeds
Do not admit to themselves in perfect sin.
Everyone paid off,
"No one here is without sin."
And the most sinful, fallen
Climbed the most up
Scared off all their bloody hands,
Malice, disfigured faces,
A heart without conscience and shame.
And everyone pushed away from them
They were all pushed in the backs
Kicked the very top
They prophesied great glory to them,
They dreamed of undoubted success.
When these moral freaks,
Riding a tuple to administer their power,
All clung to the sidelines
Averted eyes
After all, no one wants
Shit your life together forever.
Families have a free hand,
Redeem, to the lives of people
People living in society
They became all meaner and meaner
People are ready,
To jump on enemies,
So they created angry dogs,
So that those wandering and barking,
Along the perimeters of their palaces.