Estado Policial

Because I live chained to a police system
And if you think otherwise, you are labeled a radical
We must follow their rules without deviating from the line
While they use their fucking constitution as an example

They can't stand it when you shout the truth in their face
Resorting to violence to silence you
And today that I sing to my people they will not be long in coming
Four, five or a hundred pieces of wood to get us out of here

But today is different, we will not run away
Stones against their rifles, we will not surrender
And I prefer to be locked up between bars and cement
To be silenced for saying what I think