[Raw Power cover]Now you are screaming in painThey are striking you on your faceTheir bombs, money and powerThey are stepping over youThe dreams of the crowdAre used to make them strongElections, discussions, and conferencesAre the reasons for the street violenceYou could be just a numberYou could be just a voteBut you are also the reason of their desperationPoliticians, you are shitPoliticians, you are crapPoliticians, you sons of bitchesOutlaws, are you still stealing?You have to die, yes alrightYou will die, yes, die