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
 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