They think they are the masters of power
They are like vampires, sucking people's money
Years and years living with this public massacre
But all of it will change
Voices, silent in the past
Lift up loudly
Fighting for their rights
Ls the job of every conscious citizen

Time was
When fighting for freedom was a criminal activity
We will arm ourselves, if necessary
Eliminating those pigs in suits

Murderers' lies, salvation of the powerful ones

Lies are told everyday
Millions are stolen from our pockets
The rich ones riding their ferraris
The poor ones with rough feet looking for a job
Greed,power,money
Words that are always in the politician's mind
But what they really need
Ls a grave to rest their bodies

Murderers' lies, salvation of the powerful ones