| Song | No Single Inch |
| Artist | Caliban |
| Album | The Split Program |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I know words don't touch you anymore. | |
| Weakness, social failure – an ancient phantom caught your hearts. | |
| Following a leader, selling your souls, you're not above, you're so far below like sheep on the shambles, you're like tools in their hands. | |
| Given up your existence, your dignity, you'll never take over, never again! | |
| Raise my fist, the streets are ours. | |
| You'll never bring it down, you will surrender. | |
| Depression and hatred are not enough for winning this fight. | |
| Resistance deep from inside. | |
| It burns in our hearts. |
| I know words don' t touch you anymore. | |
| Weakness, social failure an ancient phantom caught your hearts. | |
| Following a leader, selling your souls, you' re not above, you' re so far below like sheep on the shambles, you' re like tools in their hands. | |
| Given up your existence, your dignity, you' ll never take over, never again! | |
| Raise my fist, the streets are ours. | |
| You' ll never bring it down, you will surrender. | |
| Depression and hatred are not enough for winning this fight. | |
| Resistance deep from inside. | |
| It burns in our hearts. |
| I know words don' t touch you anymore. | |
| Weakness, social failure an ancient phantom caught your hearts. | |
| Following a leader, selling your souls, you' re not above, you' re so far below like sheep on the shambles, you' re like tools in their hands. | |
| Given up your existence, your dignity, you' ll never take over, never again! | |
| Raise my fist, the streets are ours. | |
| You' ll never bring it down, you will surrender. | |
| Depression and hatred are not enough for winning this fight. | |
| Resistance deep from inside. | |
| It burns in our hearts. |