Lyrics
Ten thousand backs breaking in the sun
Craving a freedom yet to be won
Cry out to God for mercy
Now dig, dig, dig!
Dig, dig, dig, dig!
Goddamn you, dig!
How many centuries can this go on for?
A dying population can't anymore
The bottom's falling out
On and on and generations come and go
Denied a life that most of them will never know
It's over and over and over and over and over again
We are creating, creating, creating, creating, creating
The abyss
Bright and yellow, hard and cold
Molten, graven, hammered and rolled
Heavy to get and light to hold
Hoarded, bartered, bought and sold
Stolen and doled, spurned by young, but hung by old
On and on and generations come and go
Denied a life that most of them will never know
It's over and over and over and over and over again
We are creating, creating, creating, creating, creating