Flip this capital eclipse

Tha vocal tone has got 'em sweatin' they own apocalypse

Yes, tha rebels of tha grains stand masterless

Tha masked ones cap one NAFTA comin' with tha new disaster

And yes we in wit tha wind an tha plan de Ayala's kin

Are comin' back around again

Tha slave driver saliva, one night power turns

Them devils mouths dry, now Mexico burns

So here they come one by one

Them killers of the new frontier

To occupy, we lost in fear

Wit the wind below

We in wit the wind below

Wit the wind below

Flip this capital eclipse

Them bury life wit IMF shifts and poison lips

Yo they talk it, while slicin' our veins so mark it

From the 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

The wind below

She is the wind below

And all the shareholders gonna flex and try ta annex the truth

While the new trust is gonna flex and cast their image in you

All the shareholders gonna flex and try to annex the truth

While the new trust tries to flex and cast their image in you

G.E. is gonna flex and try and annex the truth

And 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 trials 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

But we in wit the wind below

But we in wit the wind below

But we in wit the wind below