Four hundred years or more Since you came to crucify They were taken far away 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 man See I had to look carefully At the shame of my ancestry To redefine the storyline 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 blue above the clouds Oh, superiority was clearly meant to be So destiny will manifest in time
So where has all the love gone? A troubled trail of tears will tell the tale Of how I was put down where I don't belong Woman, child and man for sale For ethical slavery is just an absurdity How can you be alive when you are dead With these chains of hipocrisy The shame of my ancestry Forever strained in blood in which you tread (repeat chorus)