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Reduced to nothing by society

look upon us thing by population

Clowns of orders throw us in jail

our brothers natives of the streets are killed

see what they left us to live.

Called animals by the press

rather be an animal then a fuckin bastard

we don't want nothing of your stupid world

(chorus )

We will stay in the street

we dominate the street

a new order will be born

Order of nails on leathers...Spikes on flesh...

our futur is yours

witch is to fight to regain our rights

if we must die to get it them

better than to live without an ideal

so come

Yes brother we must regain what is owrs

we are children of the streets of alspalt and tar

we will rules these fucking streets

witch farces us to live like rats in hell

(chorus )

We will stay in the street

we dominate the street

a new order will be born

order of nails on leathers...spikes on flesh