“1917” 1917 non even a citizen Good enough to bleed but not enough To claim any right on your land The land of your fathers. 1917 not even a citizen 27 years after Wounded Knee Willing to fight or caught in drift From the Red man land to the White man hell In the Name of the Human rights In the name of the Human rights 1917 on the French soil In an ocean of blood tears and poison gas Trying to survive minut after minut To the evil madness of a white man war One had a gun, another had a flag One had a bayonnette another a gas mask Some were afraid some others had lost it They were already dead but they did not know it In the name of the human rights In the name of the human rights “Inside the cage” Traduction Mita makoce tehan Far from my country Onatake wan eca There is a cage Onatake imahel mita kola un welo Inside the cage there is my friend Mita makoce tehan Far from my country Onatake wan eca There is a cage Onatake k’un hel wicasa ota unpelo Inside this cage are a lot of men Ikiciwalowan, ikiciwalowan I’am singing for them, I’am singing for them Cante wasteya kici Ho tanka walowan With a good heart and strong voice i sing for them Ho tanka walowan ehantans If my voice is strong enough Wicasa k’un hena Those men Namahunpi ktelo Might hear me Stand as a man” “ Once upon the time, a human livestock Working night and days To pay its right to exist Hoping for the very best in the after life Like it was taught by the religious Dogma Once upon the time, in this human serfdom Medias and religion constitute the propaganda Main stream bullshit on a submissive brain In order to manipulate a deflated cock Viva la Anarquia So, did you actually choose to be enslaved ? Were you parents and ancestors willing to be used and abused, bowing down to the master ? And are you8 satisfied with the idea to be owned? Don’t you understand that you’re nothing but a number? A function in the system made to serve and obey. Can’t you realize that it is nothing divine? Just a man fuckery going on for centuries Viva la Anarquia “Born Guilty” Born Indian - Born red - Born poor – Suspicious. Born Indian – Born red – Born poor – Born guilty Born Indian – Born Native – Born Poor – Born Felon Used as a slave in a redemptive prison Treated like a dog and recycled as a waste Used as a slave in a redemptive prison Treated like a dog Born Indian – Born red – Born poor – Born guilty Born Indian – Born Native – Born Poor – Born Felon Used as a slave in a redemptive prison Treated like a dog and recycled as a waste Used as a slave in a redemptive prison Treated like a dog (Prayer) Wakan tanka unsimalaye wanikta ca lecamun we, onatake wan imahel wicasa ota cekiyab Wakan Tanka unsimalaye wanikta ca lecamun we, okaske k’un he imahel, mita kola okiya ye Born Indian – Born Guilty – Born Poor – Born Guilty Born Indian – Born Guilty – Born Poor – Born Guilty Used as a slave in a redemptive prison Treated like a dog and recycled as a waste Used as a slave in a redemptive prison Treated like a dog and recycled as a fuckin’ waste “Human Farm” Human livestock in a human farm Human slaves constitute the livestock Human livestock in the human farm Human blood is fuel for the system Human livestock in the human farm We are the livestock they run the farm Human livestock in the human farm They use our soul to feed the system Human system in the human farm Bunch of motherfuckers with the greed as a religion Human justice on the human farm Bunch of pawn on the bankers’ chessboard Hey you, what are you gonna do? Let your child bee a human slave? Hey you what are you gonna do? Let your child be part of the livestock? “Kola” (Lyrics from a prayer that will lose meaning when translated) (Verse) Kola miye ca wamayanka yo Wanna wau welo Inajin yo Na wanyanka yo Eca wambli gleska wan Wana u welo (Chorus) Kola waun welo Kola, miye ca, Waun welo Anpa wi ki ektaya Waun welo Ate waun welo Tunkasila, miye ca Waun welo Wamanyanka miye ca waun welo “Self Made Medicine Man” Self Made Medicine Man coming to Europe Coming to Europe with a bag full of goodies Self made Chief on a business trip Business trip on a money trail. Conducting ceremonies with a pipe made in china Assisted by a clown with a drum made in Korea They wanna help you find the Indian within yourself For fifteen hundred dollars you will see sthe light Pretty expensive light you are right I must admit but, Won’t you take the chance if you wanna dance with wolves? Forget about the price and think about the privilege You’re now a Medicine Man sponsorised by Disney Land Self Made Medicine Man coming to Europe Coming to Europe with a bag full of goodies. Self made Chief on a Business trip Business trip on a money trail “Ozuye Wan” Traduction “One Battle” Mita nagi imahel Within my soul Ozuye wan heca There is a battle Sunk’waste na sunka sica ikicizapelo A good dog and a bad dog are fighting Mita nagi imahel Within my soul Ozuye wan heca There is a battle Sunk ki he wowak’un he ipaslokin’kte The one I will feed will win the fight Omakiya ye Please help me choose “Doing Time” Trapped on the rez and waiting for the third strike Try to keep your sanity and belief in humanity Anger rises and rises again Bring it down bring it down It’s so easy to be a felon One for the juvenile Two for the county jail Three for the state pen 5 years, 10 years, 15 you’re the winner No time to comprehend You’re in for doing time Like a pawn on a one player chessboard Hide on the side and keep your Native Pride Madness rises and rises again Bring it down bring it down They wanna make you slide One for the juvenile Two for the county jail Three for the state pen 5 years, 10 years, 15 you’re the winner No time to comprehend “Expected to vanish” Expected to live around 40 years You won’t have much time for the American dream Expected to die withi the reservation limit Burry your heart at Wounded Knee Expected to fight under the American flag In order to bring freedom around the world Expected to vote for the new Father of all You’ll be sent back into the closet ‘til the next election Indian kids’ incarceration rate is 40% higher than the white In some state I would’nt be surprised if Santa Klaus carries handcuff. Teenage suicide rate, the highest Infant mortality rate, the highest Lakota death rate is the highest in the state I guess the system works pretty good Expected to respect the flag under which one Now days a good Indian is a prisoner Expected to believe to forget to forgive, Expected to believe to forget, to trust. They don’t want you to think they want you to believe They don’t want you to know they want you to admit Expected to accept and respect and forget Today a good Indian is a prisoner. Expecting you to accept and forget the genocide They want you to forget about the eagle and the pipe Expecting you to be only part of the History They want you to vanish, they carry on the ethnocide.
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