Folle Semence

They planted the seeds of capital
Cultivated the ultra-liberal mindset
Advocated for the market economy
Free enterprise, private property
They promised all the riches
To whoever truly wanted them
They swore that their insane dreams
One day would become reality

No class, no state
Fist raised against the capital
No class, no state
All together for the general strike

Now they are reaping their profit
But how many others lead a life
Empty, immersed in boredom
Subway, work, sleep, survival...
Working to live, living to work
Working to live, living to consume
Losing your life to earn it