Todos al Suelo - Non Servium

Todos al suelo, las manos sobre la cabeza

Que vuestros cuerpos se hundan en el miedo

Miedo que se respira en el ambiente

Y os hace sentir mi sucio y frio acero

«Esto no es nada personal

Simplemente es el fruto del asco que nos dais

Intentaremos haceros entender que jamas os podreis escapar»

Este terror es el que altera el orden tipico

Que siempre os pone en una posicion solida

El que me ayuda a cumplir mi cometido

Haceros entender que esta mal repartido

«Pero ahora yo soy vuestro ejecutor

Tengo en mis manos vuestras valiosas vidas

Y la sentencia ya se ha dictado

Haceros morir en el suelo arrodillados»

TODOS AL SUELO!

Pensabais tener todo bajo control,

Vivir en un mundo superior

De repente teneis frente a frente

Un crudo destino, vuestro crudo destino

Solo os queda una accion, aprender la leccion

Que no existe un ser superior

Ni todo el dinero que almacenais

Detendra la ira, detendra la ira

De los que pensamos que no mereceis esos privilegios que teneis

Mientras otros que no son culpables

Se mueren de hambre, se mueren de hambre

«Este mundo construido solo para quien tenga mas

Solo asi lo podras disfrutar, solo asi podras prosperar

Esto es asi no lo puedes negar, pero aun lo puedes cambiar

Cambia tu ruina por su bienestar, tu pobreza hacersela tragar

Empua un arma y hazlos temblar, que sepan que pueden llorar

Ofrecerlos el cruel castigo de la cruda soledad

Y llorar, y llorar, y llorar, que sepan que pueden llorar

Y llorar, y llorar, y llorar, que sepan que pueden llorar"

Everybody on the ground, hands on your head

Let your bodies sink in fear

Fear that is breathed in the environment

And it makes you feel my dirty cold steel

"This is nothing personal

It is simply the fruit of the disgust you give us

We will try to make you understand that you will never be able to escape»

This terror is the one that alters the typical order

That always puts you in a solid position

The one who helps me to fulfill my mission

Make you understand that it is badly distributed

"But now I am your executioner

I hold your precious lives in my hands

And the sentence has already been passed

Make you die on your knees on the ground»

EVERYBODY TO THE FLOOR!

You thought you had everything under control,

Living in a higher world

Suddenly you have face to face

A crude destiny, your crude destiny

You only have one action left, learn the lesson

That there is no higher being

Not all the money you store

It'll stop the rage, it'll stop the rage

Of those of us who think that you do not deserve those privileges that you have

While others who are not guilty

They starve, they starve

«This world built only for those who have more

Only then can you enjoy it, only then can you prosper

This is so you can't deny it, but you can still change it

Trade your ruin for her well-being, your poverty will make her swallow

Grab a gun and make 'em shake, let them know they can cry

Offer them the cruel punishment of raw loneliness

And cry, and cry, and cry, let them know they can cry

And cry, and cry, and cry, let them know they can cry"