Sacrifice, did it really mean that much to themnAs it was killing younThey've locked you out after all that you have done for themnYou toil yet they profit morenSave yourself today in tearing down the design that they built with our handsnStruggle by to feed your kids while theirs grow fat, privileged and disdainednThey've bled you drynUntil all that's left of you is sold to build their paradisenWhat have we worked for we've been scraping by for all our livesnOnly to find that we're left behindnWe'll own our own time and give you nothing in returnnOur next meal will come from your tablenSo our lives can become something morenThan what you buy and sellnAmerica will be reborn