Unbowed letra

Inequality sown in fields of bloodshed and plunder
This is the end
Born under the bitter yoke and marked with their history
This is the end of our freedom

We're heirs of a secular exploitation
Cut off from our social and natural condition
From bloody hands justice will be done
Our time has come
Reform is needed

Subjugated by the State
By the legal principle that land ownership is individual property
Born to bleed
Born to fight
Born to persevere
The exclusion is an integral part of the capital

Institution - Letras

• Blurred Livelihood
• Cidade Informal
• Efetividade Árida
• Empire
• Fiery Uprising
• Flags On Fire
• Frêmito
• Insurgência
• Memória Falha
• Metástase
• Panopticon
• Practice of Freedom
• Unbowed
• Unwelcome Exile
• Venom & Misery
• Vertical
• Vidas Plásticas