We Feel

They don't think about us
They don't think at all
The world they gave us
We'll break it down

We'll make them fear
We'll make them hurt
We'll make them feel what we feel
(we feel)

We just sank beneath them
Their poor, their weak
The broken offspring
Demonised

We'll make them fear
We'll make them hurt
We'll make them feel what we feel
(we feel)

Thе storm is here
The blood, thе dirt
We'll make them reel in the real
(we feel)

They don't think about us
They don't think at all

We'll shout and fight
We'll make it right -
Turn dark to light

Death in slow-motion
Out on our own -

Your poor and your weak, weak no more