Primitive Man - Disfigured lyrics

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 d**h’s sugar hole Generation’s left to fill this oblivion But that’s how this f**ing species does it A cyclical d**h in a child’s eyes The world tomb for all shades For what i am & what dies in me Great grandmother a slave Though light skinned I will never be free But never a slave A ghost & an alien Eviscerated by race relations & shame in my heart From when they f**ing spit on me