From the recording Crimson Debt

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On the television, the man sees systemic racism, state violence and white supremacy as a blood-soaked “debt” written in threats, poverty and premature graves, all paid by those marked as lesser. But people start to reject “neutral” complicity and empty sugar-coated talk, insisting that real change and justice must be fought for in the streets and in the work people do together.

Lyrics

God’s got a cold and crooked grin
The kind that lets the wolves walk in
A baby marked by shade of skin
And silence dressed up as sin

They say some lives are born to rank
I hear that lie and leave it blank
I won’t bow down to their cold plan
’Cause no man stands above another man

The same blood runs in every vain
The price was signed in smoke and threat
They won’t forget the shaming pain
While others will have to pay the crimson debt

No bread to break, no well to trust
Throats are clay, and fields are dust
No fertile ground for dreams to land

Just graves dug deep by pop’lar demand

They preach order with their boot

And call your grief a criminal brute
No peace is born from sugar talk

But they even won’t justice learn to walk


The same blood runs in every vain
The price was signed in smoke and threat
They won’t forget the shaming pain
While others will have to pay the crimson debt

They brand you as a problem when you’re young
And write your future with a gun
They call it a pity when the damage‘s done
But we won’t be quiet till the battle will be won

Riot drums and sirens wail
But every heavy hand will fail
’Cause fear can rule a town one night

It can’t outlive the morning light

White rules spread like a disease

And neutral hands just help it to seize
We always hope a change is gonna come

But hope ain’t truth till the work is done

The same blood runs in every vain
The price was signed in smoke and threat
They won’t forget the shaming pain
While others will have to pay the crimson debt

The same blood runs in every vain
The price was signed in smoke and threat
They won’t forget the shaming pain
While others will have to pay the crimson debt