Four hundred years or more

Since you came to crucify

They were taken far from home

There were promises of paradise

But if they had been told that day

They would be told that this way

To satisfy the souls of chosen men

See I had to look carefully

At the same of my ancestry

To re-define the story line again.



If I was taken for a day

And shown another day

Every child can learn a different thing

See I tried a million times

But I had to change my mind

Sadness was the best thing I could bring

On the inside he was dead and this is what he said

As he took away the bloom above the clouds

Superiority was clearly meant to be

So destiny will manifest in time.



So where has the love all gone

A troubled trail of tears will tell the take

Of how I was put down where I don't belong

Woman, Child and man for sale

For ethical slavery is just an absurdity

Now can you be alive when you are dead

With these chains of hypocrisy

The same of my ancestry

Forever stained by blood in wich you trad.



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