Beat the rhythm
empty hand,
Iron cast chains
rattles command.

Ol' Boss Hogg,
baton raised
Self righteous fool
has need of praise.

In order that
he gain acclaim,
thinks with hate,
acts with shame.

Human beings,
commodity,
ships hold stacked
with those once free.

Bodies piled
upon high
you will not see
the strong ones die.

Scars embedded
on their backs
chained and shackled
to the racks.

We deal in branded
breathing stock,
Unload black vassal
from our docks.

Beat the rhythm
empty hands.
Iron cast chains
in far off lands.

We keep our skivvy,
wired hair blacks.
We work them hard,
we score their backs.

They do for us,
they work the field.
Grow the cotton,
pick the yield.

Keep the body,
take the mind.
Labour whatever's
left behind.

And if demeanour
does ever flinch.
We'll introduce you
Willie Lynch.

Beat the rhythm.
Empty hands
Iron cast chains.
Unfair demands.

Beat the rhythm,
shackled feet.
We take their worst
but can't be beat.

Stuffed animal
Daybreaks next to wild roses
Teddy bear bleeding

I was forced to grow up
At such a young age
Falling victim to my fathers rage
Held captive in my own home
The one place where you're supposed to feel safe

So they shipped me away
I was confused and afraid
I grew up afraid
Not of the dark
Or the monsters under my bed
But the monsters inside my head

They sound a lot like you
Telling me how worthless
How stupid
How useless I am
Unwanted and unloved
This is how I grew up

Maybe this is the reason I have this hole
Where my heart should be
Maybe this is the reason I feel so empty

Maybe this is the reason I search for love
In a place where love does not exist
Because any kind of love is better than this

This pain  emanates from these open wounds
Which seem to never heal
I dont know what I am supposed to feel

These scars on my heart match the scars on my arms
A somber sign that I am still alive
The blood flows the same way as the tears that I've cried

I never once bit the hand that fed me
in return it was the one
that hit me
A callous kind of charity

I may be big now
But those days I still feel so
Small
I tell my self
I am strong
And I have come a long way
This path may not be smooth
But I choose to make it through
No matter what they say I cannot do


I am worthy of love