Museum Cases Songtext / Lyric

I saw them lying stacked high on shelves

Cardboard boxed and labeled

A skeleton mother holds her imbedded child

Uncovered, no blankets, no nothing just how

I was looking at myself buried alive

Military donations, Government research,

science, churches and museums,

I was looking at myself buried alive

I am my ancestors my mother's stolen grave

Wipe my face from the right to live on this land creation came... you still take.



You still take you still take you still take you still take you still take you still take






Sterilized women who cannot give birth

Strip mine the womb of Mother Earth

Remove my future leaving no tace to say

That I'm a none exist race... Well!

I cannot claim from where I came

You hid the truth, no guilt, no shame

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Exploitation, Anthropology, Excavation

You call it State Property

A Professional living?

How can money justify the greed

To disguise what is truly genocide



You still take you still take...