Interpret:

Rage against the machine

Album:

Evil Empire

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