Ancient
Evil
African
I am

Well made by the murdering hand of God
In antediluvian foes' blood designed
The blood-stained and the demon-claimed
In pitch black skin as the author of your silence
Slave-named in the cloven tongue of ones since silent
Soul-chained to the genocide in the blood-stung valleys
Night-birthed in the motherland of the humming furies
A warlord with a heart that eagerly despairs

Uprising of spirits into coup
d'état, the rebels bled anew
red are the military truths
if color could bleed out all we knew

Pledge allegiance to the few
nameless and stateless but of heart true
uprising of spirits into coup
return the rebel to her truth

I am black and in the fields of ruthless trees I echo
Sing...sing...sing...sing...to death and destruction
Planting, toiling, tithing, till my whipped and burnt skin echoes
Sing....sing...sing....sing...to death and destruction
My name will be forgotten, its many syllables here will not echo

Nigger weaving tales of grandeur
I'll whip you into death you'll slumber
To this land you came to master
Redundancy and agriculture
To forget the ancient blood
That ran through kings
The same shade as the very darkness
That crawls upon your flesh

And when I am bones
and finally gone
bring me home
bury me at home
in a year unknown

The olden hand that made you is now withering
The less you offer of self to its beckoning
Your strength it sleeps beneath years of quivering
Your bitterness deserves some revisiting

Evil love now must be summoned
Blackest child bedecked in diamonds
In this land of ancient masters
Forestry and serpent culture
Come crawling, by these names I call you
Evil from the depths I call thee

Wargod (into...) he came from (...dark...) Ethiopia (...Afroinfinity)
The land (through...) they named (...dark...) Namibia, a prophet red (...Afronifinty)
Mournful king of Mauritania
...to dark Afroinfinity...
And demon that bred Tanzania
DARK AFROINFINITY

Thousands upon thousands; countless in fact
Oblivious of time from Kemet and Nubia ride
Blood upon the spears, blood to nourish the ground
Bloody gates of Timbuktu
Speak your blessings into the Earth
Stretching as far as Mozambique
The Nile mother of Uganda
Bleeding her love
Bleeding her love

East of North
these old tones
We were gods
In these halls
beneath the Nile
I am home
Where I am known
Inside your love - ancient, evil & African