1. DAMNED IN THE DEEP SOUTH

Painted face with slaves’ blood
Sickening skin-care routine
Seeping through aged pores
While servants work to death

Holier than thou
Her skin as fair as snow
Evil rot growing inside
No mercy for those below

I say "off with her head"
Curse her supremacist soul
No longer will she torture
No longer will she dictate

I say "off with her head"
Curse her with immortality
She'll relive her sins
And be damned in the deep south

The voodoo witch has spoken
Pins and needles thick and sharp
Replica of the racist
To be punished after the dark

New moon, dance with demons
Rattle of snakes anticipate
Revenge the circle of death
May the ancestors arise

Burn the hair of the arayan
Her gris gris has no grave
Fear will haunt her forever
There shall be no master race

Rituals and revelations
May misery consume her
Fear and no freedom
Flames burn her prejudice