Poverty Is in the Soul

What’s the sense of accumulating so much?
To ambition so much?
Trace, kill, buy
Poverty is in the soul
What’s the sense of accumulating so much?
To ambition so much?
Trace, kill, buy
Poverty is in the soul
What’s the sense of accumulating so much?
To ambition so much?
Trace, kill, buy
Poverty is in the soul
You can’t put a price
On land on nature or on human pride
Our ancestors live forever
We will fight or we’ll fall together
You can’t put a price
On land on nature or on human pride
Our ancestors live forever
We will fight or we’ll fall together
Progress?
Will bring nothing but death
Enrichment? Coin is in the air and you can’t bet
Man who has lost his freewill and his hopes
Still has his hatred to rise for a cause
And fight for territory
What’s the sense of accumulating so much?
To ambition so much?
Trace, kill, buy
Poverty is in the soul
What’s the sense of accumulating so much?
To ambition so much?
Trace, kill, buy
Poverty is in the soul
You can’t put a price
On land on nature or on human pride
Our ancestors live forever
We will fight or we’ll fall together
You can’t put a price
On land on nature or on human pride
Our ancestors live forever
We will fight or we’ll fall together
This open veins
Can’t feel no more
Erosion
Force is the blood of those who came before
Poverty is in the soul
Invade and take
Leaving nothing more
Than corrosion
Accumulated wealth at the expense of the poor
Poverty is in the soul
See this World of contradictions
See this World of death
Simulation of progress
Leaving our selves
I can’t
Bear the weight of a happy lie
I shit on your rules, I decline
This open veins
Can’t feel no more
Erosion
Force is the blood of those who came before
Poverty is in the soul
Invade and take
Leaving nothing more
Than corrosion
Accumulated wealth at the expense of the poor
Poverty is in the soul