We inherit with our birth
A struggle for existence

Poverty, reality do or die
Until now you have ruled
But one day you'll listen

You squeezed us
Now no longer we can supply


The roots of your kind of men
Lies in the past
No big deal all is real

Depression is their fashion
Lack of cash you never had
Your life went too fast

The day will come
We will reveal our state of regression


You stick your knife
Our blood is your life


I want to see your body torn
Teach your beloved to mourn
Your wrong makes us strong

We were taught to survive
Any spark can light the fire
That will change the score

Then you'll pray outliving the day
When hatred comes alive


You stick your knife
Our gore is your life


You think that we are parasites
And we're a dangerous sort
Neglecting us, rejecting us

Condemnation
But have you realized
It's you we do support

Isn't it time for you to see
We are the nation


Wipe out the past
And start again from zero
With us you will conclude

That money was your hero
Wipe out the past
And start again from zero

With us you will conclude
That money was your hero


Poverty, reality
Poverty, reality, do or die