Claroscuro

Who owns this shitty country where the minority rules and you are deceived day after day?
This is a farm owned by five assholes, who for years have stolen what belonged to everyone
They have the weapons, all the power, they control all the media and there is nothing you can have. Hands stained with other people's blood, they kept their fucking mouths shut in that time of horror and sorrow
You have been blinded, for years, so that you cannot see the slavery you have inherited
They are the bosses of this cruel farm, where those who have survive and those who have not go to hell
Do you want more? Pork
You want more? Pig son of a bitch
Who is the one who censors, who punishes, who prohibits?

Who decides for you what is good?
The Pig Claro, rather dark, runs this country with its rotten morality
With their parliamentary mobsters who work under the protection of their friends in the military
They take good care of them, better than a child. What good is democracy if it is protected by murderers?
You want more? Pig. You want more? Pig motherfucker

Who censors you, who forbids you the light, rather dark pork
Who censors you, who forbids you the light, rather dark pork
Who censors you, who forbids you the light, rather dark pork
Who censors you, who forbids you the light, rather dark pork
Who censors you, who forbids you the light, rather dark pork
Who censors you, who forbids you the light, rather dark pork
The light pig, rather dark

Take your finger out of my fascist mouth, you won't see me fall for your classist lies
Cynical fuckers, the whore who gave birth to you, you will not have me on my knees before you or before your God
On your right, the enemy, the one who does not let you eat or drink all his wine
Open your eyes, cut the ropes, spit on his dirty face and get ready to fight