Hungry - Sepultura

Rotting skinny corpses left alone

They’re like an endless disease

Invisible, painful, eternal

Creatures fucked by a greedy past

Since you are born

You want to make money and power

A simple fuel to the corrupt

Way of mankind

Hungry for living, to live like a slave

Without knowing your master

You have no value, you’re just another one

Death will quench your hunger

Hunger for confidence

To shake the hand of your best friend

And later to be betrayed

The law rules the mind of ignorance