Slave Bees کے بول

We are the bees ,out of the hive, And we are hungry,for your fault... Instead of you bastard, with your demagoguery, You eat moppin'up the honey ,that we struggled for... (so) shut and pay, you must obey We who have the crushed bones,with no sign of pain, Where meat and bones,are not distinguishable more.. Scars are drawn, as tatooes on our body, Leaving a sign,of this grief ... (so) shut and pay, you must obey Here where every woman, is raped with pleasure, And becomes the joke, to play on tv... Here where tragedies,becomes a soap, And you make of their bodies ,a tray where to eat... Tearing the hopes,evaporatin' 'em into madness ... (so) shut and pay, you must obey