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 f**ing 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