There Are 
Two Types 
Of Men On 
Our Mother 
EarthSome 
Have All The 
Luck Some 
Just Live 
In DirtThere 
Are Several 
Types Of The 
Colour Of 
The SkinBut 
What's Crucial 
Is To Lose 
Or WinYou 
Feel So Alive 
Where The 
Eagles Cry
And You Feel 
So Strong 
On A Mountain 
HighBut In 
Fact You Are 
At His Bottom
Just His Unattainable 
Top Seems 
To Be A Must
We Will Stay 
DownDown Where 
We BelongAnd 
The Rain Keeps 
Knocking On 
Our Mother 
EarthAnd The 
Snow Keeps 
Falling Is 
It Really 
WorthTo Live 
Through This 
Ache And To 
Die At Last
When You're 
Predestined 
And The Die 
Is CastOur 
Thoughts Are 
Fading In 
A Time That 
MeltsOur Flesh 
Is Fading 
As We've Always 
FeltBut We 
Kid Ourselves 
To Meet Heaven's 
FeastTo Rise 
Up To God 
And To Be 
ReleasedWe 
Will Stay 
DownDown Where 
We BelongYou 
Belong To 
Us To The 
Human Scrap
Which Will 
Never Win 
And Succumbs 
In TrapsThat 
Are Set By 
Others With 
Deceitfulness
And You Stumble 
Into With 
Thankfulness
No One Knows 
If We Are 
To Survive 
The StormBut 
I Tell You 
Man You Are 
Just A Worm
Just A Little 
Error On A 
Hopeless Crust
You Are Sleazy 
Man And Your 
Limbs Will 
RustWe Will 
Stay DownDown 
Where We Belong.