Lyrics

The language spoken in the streets I do not understand
All the words wear uniforms with the power of command
Tell me where to lay my head, tell me who I am
Tell me their god has exiled me, from my native land

Hammer on my soul

It hurts too much to listen to the stories of our past
Forgetting them hurts even more, uprooted then and outcast
These twisted generations, orphaned from the light
What stories will they follow to survive this endless night

Hammer on my soul

Shackle me with irons, claim it saves my soul
Steal the children, empty them, they never will be whole
These killing fields of skin and blood, no mercy will appear
For hell is empty, hell is empty, and all the devils here

Hammer on my soul

Still I am homeward flying with the constellations guiding
The Serpent Wisdom carrying me on
Raven flies to steal the sun, Anansi stories still are spun
The Summer Queen is dancing in the dawn

Nana Buluku is birthing, so the world is gently stirring
Thunderbird is dying and reborn
Medusa's mask these prison walls, behind the veil the goddess calls
From these magics all of us are torn

The language spoken in the streets I do not understand
All the words wear uniforms with the power of command