Video Traces Of The Trade de Krow 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Krow - Traces Of The Trade Lyrics

Handcuffs of heavy
Iron hold my wrists
As I walk towards
The neverending se
From whitin I hear
The voices of my ancient ones
Crying out loud, feeling my misery

Bondage, servitude
The triangle is insatiable
Bondage, servitude
A trade ordained by god himself

A hundred souls that
Are bounded to forget the meaning
Of what is to be free
Aware that a third of us
Are certainly to die
Hell is here, and the devil is white

Nauseating stench of vomit:
Blood, sweat, piss, shit
Morally monstrous destruction
Of human possibility

Hear the whip of the slaveship
Profitable suffering
Slaveship, hear the whip
The traces of the trade