SHALLOW GRAVES

In the lotteries of stolen fate To clear the way, gas up the trade To rape the soil to the end days Where they bury our soul in a shallow grave In a shallow grave Gold mountain ghost, spirit remains For the destitute, for the cast away Manifest destiny to fill our shame Where they bury our soul in a shallow grave In a shallow grave In a shallow grave In a shallow grave In a shallow grave Bodies piled on the border lines Shots of patron in the friendly skies Futures detained on the Rio Grande Will wash their blood right off your hands In a promised land In a promised land In a promised land What promise? We are the warmth of the other suns Five hundred years of violence undone We are the sins that you will not forget The broken promise of the innocent We are the warmth of the other suns Five hundred years of violence undone We are the sins that you will not forget The broken promise of the innocent