Why are you still sleeping through These terrible times?   Disempowered slumber through the Terrible crimes      When the time comes the highest up Will fall down hard   The fall of the empire - the ones who tried to lock us down      The rich will just get richer at our expense   Let our lives of sweat and toil be recompensed      When the time comes the highest up Will fall down hard   The fall of the empire - the one who tried to      Bust(?)      I'll return every hundred years.    Every hundred years   When the people awaken      I'll return every hundred years    Every hundred years   When the people wake and see my machete raised up proudly      Machete - my machete   Machete - my machete      Untouchables, now touchable, will beg for kindness   Above the law no more, we're no longer under their spell