There Are Two Types Of Men On Our Mother Earth 
Some Have All The Luck Some Just Live In Dirt 
There Are Several Types Of The Colour Of The Skin 
But What's Crucial Is To Lose Or Win 
You Feel So Alive Where The Eagles Cry 
And You Feel So Strong On A Mountain High 
But In Fact You Are At His Bottom Just 
His Unattainable Top Seems To Be A Must 
We Will Stay Down 
Down Where We Belong 
And The Rain Keeps Knocking On Our Mother Earth 
And The Snow Keeps Falling Is It Really Worth 
To Live Through This Ache And To Die At Last 
When You're Predestined And The Die Is Cast 
Our Thoughts Are Fading In A Time That Melts 
Our Flesh Is Fading As We've Always Felt 
But We Kid Ourselves To Meet Heaven's Feast 
To Rise Up To God And To Be Released 
We Will Stay Down 
Down Where We Belong 
You Belong To Us To The Human Scrap 
Which Will Never Win And Succumbs In Traps 
That Are Set By Others With Deceitfulness 
And You Stumble Into With Thankfulness 
No One Knows If We Are To Survive The Storm 
But 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 Rust 
We Will Stay Down 
Down Where We Belong
2006.05.09