Stepped out from nigredo, looking just like you and I,
They keep walking, but not quite on cloud nine.
Spitting in the mirror, laughing for no reason, yeah,
Stepped out from nigredo, really knowing nothing yet.
Dark-skinned will be punished, forehead will be painted white,
Light-skinned will be captured, dipped into a deep shit, bye..
What could you do, they looked just like you and I,
Stepped out from nigredo, really knowing nothing quite.
On capricious hand you can see eight life lines.
That's why upon meeting they keep maiming all in sight.
What could you do, they looked just like you and I,
Stepped out from nigredo, really knowing nothing quite.