Those who make of you guilty Have no virtue of the innocence So, we overcrowned cities Of dreamers pulled by the insolence To have an opinion, an ethic That we will exchange for a no life! By the fear be a slave Chest of drawers, and diverstissant Will be your addictions Substituted your liberty You are a hanonyme of which Nobody cares! All you have is prayers We shall show you the horrors of life And little by little it will become your reality Brain washed by aggressive images The spirit occupied by the media rules When you watch you don't think And during this time they take money By the fear be a slave Slave the world By the fear be a slave Save the worms