Flip this capital eclipse  Tha vocal tone has got'em sweatin' they owe  Apocalypse  Yes, tha rebels of tha grains stand  Masterless  Tha masked one cap one nafta commin' with tha  New disaster  And yes we in wit tha wind an tha plan de  Ayala kin  Are comin' back around again  Tha slave driver saliva, one night power turns  Them devils mouths dry, Mexico burns  Here they come one by one killers of the new  Frontier  To occupy, we lost in fear  We are the wind below  We in wit the wind below  Flip this capital eclipse  Them bury life wit imp shifts, and  Poison lips  Yo thay talk it, while slicin' our viens so mark  It  From tha fincas overseers, to them  Vultures playin' markets  She ain't got nothin' but weapon  And shawl  She is chol, tzotzil,tojolobal, tzeltal  The tools are her tools, ejidos and ovaries  She once suffocated, now through a barrel she  Breathes  She is the wind below  We in wit the wind below  She is the wind below  All the shareholders gonna flex, and try ta  Annex the truth  While the new trust gonna flex, and cast their  Image in you  G.E. is gonna flex and try and annex  The truth  NBC is gonna flex and cast their image  In you  Disney bought the fantasies and piles  Of eyes  And ABC's new thrill rides of trails  And lies  And while the gut eaters strain to pull the  Mud from their mouths  They force our ears to go deaf to the screams in  The south