I don't mind stealing bread I don't mind stealing bread Não me importo de roubar pão From the mouths of decadence From the mouths of decadence Das bocas da decadência But I can't feed on the powerless But I can't feed on the powerless Mas eu não podem se alimentar na impotentes When my cup's already overfilled. When my cup's already overfilled. Quando minha xícara já está cheia demais. But it's on the table But it's on the table Mas é na mesa The fire is cooking The fire is cooking O fogo está cozinhando And they're farming babies And they're farming babies E eles são os bebês da agricultura While slaves are working. While slaves are working. Enquanto os escravos estão trabalhando. Blood is on the table Blood is on the table Sangue está sobre a mesa And the mouths are choking. And the mouths are choking. E as bocas são de asfixia. But I'm growing hungry But I'm growing hungry Mas eu estou com fome crescente I don't mind stealing bread I don't mind stealing bread Não me importo de roubar pão From the mouths of decadence From the mouths of decadence Das bocas da decadência But I can't feed on the powerless But I can't feed on the powerless Mas eu não podem se alimentar na impotentes When my cup's already overfilled. When my cup's already overfilled. Quando minha xícara já está cheia demais. But it's on the table But it's on the table Mas é na mesa The fires cooking The fires cooking O cozimento incêndios And they're farming babies And they're farming babies E eles são os bebês da agricultura While the slaves are all working. While the slaves are all working. Enquanto os escravos estão todos trabalhando. And it's on the table And it's on the table E é em cima da mesa The mouths are choking. The mouths are choking. As bocas estão bloqueando. But I'm growing hungry But I'm growing hungry Mas eu estou com fome crescente I'm going hungry I'm going hungry Estou passando fome