Fifth drunk, humanrag Left on gutters In the edge of underworld A hero for his children Symbol of faith Fought against the destiny And now cries
teaching me lessons I've learnt to knock downmany myths And to change humiliation for the strenght Of a closed fist Retaliaton It's time of retaliation
Mortality, ill, extermination Result of a contry Dived in pain Crimes, injustices in theese dirty sluns The real portrait of misery Beggars, assaulters
Cans of beer are spread on the carpet The smoke of your cigarette scattered in the air Cookies, dainties and other hoggeries Poisonning and destroying
Se as experiencias vividas por mmim em toda a minha infame existencia nao valeram de nada, so me fazem sofrer Se o sorriso dos hipocritas com que
