In the cold of the night We look for a bite We walk through the jungle of backstreets and stone You are the right Give us your potion of life It runs through your chest, take your last breath. On your knees Down on your knees we let you bleed On your knees Don't pray for mercy we do what we please Buried alive At day we must hide But the new generation will walk through the light Then they'll live by your side There will be no place to hide Better give up don't fight for your blood