[Raw Power cover]      Now you are screaming in pain   They are striking you on your face   Their bombs, money and power   They are stepping over you   The dreams of the crowd   Are used to make them strong   Elections, discussions, and conferences   Are the reasons for the street violence   You could be just a number   You could be just a vote   But you are also the reason of their desperation   Politicians, you are shit   Politicians, you are crap   Politicians, you sons of bitches   Outlaws, are you still stealing?   You have to die, yes alright   You will die, yes, die