You hear the voice from the underground It’s full of snotty and filthy sound You’re scared of rats, they’re scrambling out They strike you and bite you and make you shout
We are… we are the poltva’s rats We are… gonna make you dead We are… we are the poltva’s rats We are… going to be mad
This is the voice from the underground You wanna spot us, you follow the hounds This is the rat race, there's no place to hide There is no escaping, we just wanna fight