Testo di Disfigured

The year of the tomb Cold hearts living in fear together The slave blood in me waits For the sack cloth moon Draped over the disfigured face of humanity My gnashing teeth Chewing wildly Wet from death's sugar hole Generation's left to fill this oblivion But that's how this fucking species does it A cyclical death in a child's eyes The world tomb for all shades For what I am and what dies in me Great grandmother a slave Though light skinned I will never be free But never a slave A ghost and an alien Eviscerated by race relations And shame in my heart From when they fucking spit on me