Lyrics
Atibon Legba open the road for me
Not the clean road the broken one
The one that bleeds
Kekekeke
I came from the ash
Where the cane fields cried
Where the sun burned names
That the masters denied
They called me savage
Said I ran from the chain
But I ran toward the fire
I ran into the flame
I found her in shadow
The Mother of the scar
Black Madonna whispering
Through a broken jaw
They took her tongue
So the truth wouldn't speak
Now she clicks through the veil
Where the living fear to tread
Kekekeke the sound of bone on bone
The language of the buried
The code of the unknown
No priest can hold it
No empire can own
It's the laugh of the spirit
When it's fully grown
Oh let the drum speak
What the mouth cannot say
Ayibobo fire burn the veil away!
Kekekeke I don't fear the blade
I found the golden flower
In the grave they made
In the heart of Haiti
Where the colors run deep
Where the blood is the river
And the ancestors speak
Papa let me feel it
Don't let it expire
Let my pwen rise up
Let my soul catch fire
Kekekeke
Kekekeke
Haiti is the Mother
Black Madonna in pain
Every hand on her body
Trying to claim her name
One wears the suit
Says he's keeping control
One carries the gun
Says he's taking it whole
The ground starts to shake
When the truth gets too deep
When the dead start to stir
And the buried won't sleep
Earthquake spirit
She's breaking the frame
Every fault line a record
Every tremor a name
You can't own the Mother
You can't cage that fire
Every time that you try
She just sinks you in deeper
The contracts the guns
The flags the lies
All crack in the moment
The mountain replies
Kekekeke I hear her beneath
Laughing through the rupture
Showing her teeth
Oh let the drum speak
What the mouth cannot say
Ayibobo fire burn the veil away!
Kekekeke I don't fear the blade
I found the golden flower
In the grave they made
In the heart of Haiti
Where the colors run deep
Where the blood is the river
And the ancestors speak
Papa let me feel it
Don't let it expire
Let my pwen rise up
Let my soul catch fire
Kekekeke
Kekekeke
Seven points carved
In the back of the mind
Seven gates where the lost ones bind
Seven blades where the spirit is split
Seven flames where the truth won't quit
From Caonabo's fire
To the mountain's breath
We inherit the vision
We inherit the death
But death ain't silence
It's a door in disguise
And the ones who can laugh
Are the ones who rise
Kekekeke
The light cuts louder
Than it did before
The blood runs thicker
At the threshold door
The blade's more honest
Than the lies they sell
And the dark's where
The hidden gods still dwell
I am Cimarrón
I don't kneel I don't stay
I walk through the fire
And I laugh on the way
No chain can hold what
Was born to break free
No grave can silence what
Was meant to be
Mèsi Papa for the flame
For the scar
Mèsi lavi for making us
What we are
Kekekeke
Kekekeke
Words and music by @jarue369