i know words don't touch you anymore
weakness, social failure an ancient phantom caught your hearts
following a leader, selling your souls
you're not above, you're so far below like sheep on the shambles.
you're like tools in their hands 
give up your existence your dignity.
you'll never take over, never again!
i raise my fist, the streets are ours,
are not enough for winning this fight.
resistance deep from inside, it burns in our hearts.