Every single day under dreadful orders Cannot help, but to think in escape Suicide and death is all I can think To end this vicious and ferocious abuse Ahead in our life, there is nothing but grim Of thousand days working, the land of the dead Cutting down the woods and making new roads Working from dawn to sunset, no time for lunch Eating disorders, dry mouth till night We work for pay, and to be alive No time for anything, but sleep till next day Seven days per week and no rest at noon We are getting tired, there’s something to do No more worries to get kicked out, To lose our jobs, or to die on work The landlord on duty, dictator full time It’s time for us to gamble our future Let’s get our shovels, our ropes and saws. Let’s get a last work for the fate of our kind A walk to the landlord mansion in the edge of our lands Tearing down the doors and taking him out Pleas for forgiveness and repeating all The consequences of getting him worked Someone kicked him and he felt down Tearing all his clothes and getting him dirt We tie him by the legs and up to a tree And then we told his crimes and he started to cry Subjugated by a coward, that got us mad. We were trembling in hate, and not thinking at all Someone threw a rock and got him in the chest That started all and we lost our heads And with shovels and rocks, we started the play Screams of deep pain, of the landlord to be dead Whining for his life, and nobody care Too many years and payback is here What do you think capitalist pig? Did your money save you? All our work, was totally in vain Someone cut him down and he felt to the ground, Still breathing, and sobbing in pain We tie him by the neck and we bring a truck We lynch him for a mile and a half, then we stopped laying the ground dead and torn Free at last the landlord is dead No time like the present Humbly arose as heaven got crossed By heavy lights looking for help The land is free to be reign again By all those who are not moral beings No time like the present Humbly arose as heaven got crossed By heavy lights looking for help THE LANDLORD IS DEAD