Many people suffer in every time
Only those chosen for the money will save their lives
Many people suffer in every time
Only those chosen for the power will save their lives

The sons of rage are dying right in front of me
But my hands are tied up, can't set me free
Banks are financing the bullets wich begin the wars
While politicians handle threads behind closed doors

Many people suffer in every time

They tried to force upon us the foundations of new world order
They tried to make us trust in races in borders
Now I understand why everything goes wrong
Now I know that history condemned us to die alone

Many people suffer in every time