text: Flip this capital eclipse
  The vocal tone has got em sweating their own apocalypse
  Yes, rebel of the grains stand masterless
  The masked ones cap one, NAFTA coming with the new disaster
  And yes, we in with the wind and the Plan de Ayala kin
  Coming back around again
  The 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
  Occupy, causing fear, come on
  With the wind below
  We in with the wind below
  With the wind below
  Flip this capital eclipse
  Them bury life wit IMF shifts, and poison lips
  Yo, they talk it while slicing our veins, yo, so mark it
  From the FINCAS overseers to them vultures playing markets
  She aint got nothing but weapon and shawl
  She is Chol, Tzotzil, Tojolobal, Tzeltal
  The tools are her tools, Ejidos and ovaries
  She was strangled, 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 to annex the truth
  While the new trust is gonna flex and cast their image in you
  Yeah, all the shareholders gonna flex and try to annex the truth
  And while the new trust tries to flex and cast their image in you
  And GE is gonna flex and try and annex the truth
  And NBC is gonna flex and cast their image in you
  And Disney bought the fantasies and piles of eyes
  And ABCs 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, yeah
  But we in with the wind below
  But we in with the wind below
  But we in with the wind below