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