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War of power and wealth, benefiting only a few

Bourgeois driving with words, and money makes up his vanity

under masks of respect and honor, criminals hiding under ties

pretending to seek progress, accumulating money in their accounts

Wealth and power, with one end, selfish political networks

society becomes dirt, claim rights of a people without a voice

we are not acting for ourselves, corrupted and destroyed by his hand

we give you more power they already have

Innocently spiled blood, groups divided by war

Ignorant facing dominated, freedom and death to light weapons

Pain industry violence, his destiny is to lead to perdition

a world infected corruptly destroyed giving up all hope

Prostitution at what is called life. Violence in all its manifestations

fetched at time of the invasion doing more pathetic the republic

Exodus of violence that has led thousands to die

in the soil impoverished, by the national expansion

paying the price in blood, for this carnival

mutuallt massacred, slaves of pain