Slaveship کے بول

From the wastes of Africa Taken from your homes Stolen by invaders and Or sold out by your own Clapped in irons prey to gunfire Succumb to the attack Once you set foot on that ship There's no turning back You are on a fucking slaveship now Your graven gods cannot save you now You must bow down to the most high Obliteration of name and identity Underneath a blistering white sky What fate awaits among you no one knows That's for your mater to decide Breathing in the stench of those who were alive Only the unlucky ones survive Cry for reparations paid Will go unheard by me I won't be bound by chains Of your self-imposed slavery