This may be the final straw that fractures our backs
Our knees begin to buckle and break as we carry the weight of our broken pieces
Gentlemen is this the love you want

Desire came last night to your bed
And now your begging the warden for bread
Your belly is full but your heart is a tom
Your belly is full but your heart begs for rapture

You call this love, I call this capture
It's love you want but it's not love we're after

The taste of feast is on my teeth, but all we want is swallow
The children dance merrily because they haven't seen what we're capable of
Oh savages

Turn off your Television screens and unplug your computer monitor, rip pages from the books and magazines
But we'll never completely wipe away our fingerprints on all the misery

I called you my daughter
I called you my mother
Forgive us my sister, I am the curse

I can't see you, just the you I need you to be
All this time you were crying and I turned my back
I can't hear you, just the you I need you to be
All this time you were crying I was deaf to your screaming

It's not the lines we draw between right and wrong
It's the system that's failing and we are the cause of it

And it's a cancer to us both

We've been slaves for too long
So grace be our guide
Migration's essential if we're to survive
Grace be our guide