You're standing in the blood quantum line With a pitcher in your hand Poured from your heart into your veins You said I am I am I am
Now measure me Measure me Tell me where I stand Allocate my very soul Like you have my land
Genocide Genocide
Colonize you Christianize you Patronize you Advertise you We loved you genocide
Regulate you Assimilate you Appropriate you We love to hate you
Genocide (you are a man without a face) (you're just a number on a page) Genocide (there you are a woman without a face) (we'll just erase you)
There you are a man without a face You're just a number (you're just a number on a page) There you are a woman without a face We'll just erase you
Conscripted children Torn from truth To the boarding school station Force fed the foreign tongue of fire And a prison education Broken knowledge Pencil scarred Spit faced The scattered sage Wisdom deep within the rock (the wisdom deep within the rock) Outlives (outlives the pretty lies upon the page)
Genocide (how white the snowy graves) How red the blood terrain Genocide (still pulsing with your dreams) Above that stubborn stain
There you are a man without a face (how white the snowy graves) (how red the blood terrain) Red the blood terrain (still pulsing with your dreams) There you are a woman without a face (above that stubborn stain) Above that stubborn stain
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