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My brother sold me out to a powerful man
I worked his fields until blood sprang from my hands
I passed beneath the earth
Crushed down by stones and dirt
My brother sold me out to a powerful man
I was made a beast of burden by the powers in the land
At dead of night the bokor rides to my house
Secret words are uttered and my soul is sucked out
I sicken quick – they bury me that week
As I sink down in my box I hear my wife's wild shriek
I walk this earth among you
But I am a broken man
I have lost the things that made me
They have taken all I am
Viens Ti Jean
Mon petit malfacteur
Burn the bones
Grind the mortar
Now we must do this work
Burn the bones
Grind the mortar
My brother sold me out to a powerful man
I worked his fields until blood sprang from my hands
I passed beneath the earth
Crushed down by stones and dirt
My brother sold me out to a powerful man
I was made a beast of burden by the powers in the land
Cock-crow at midnight: they call at my grave
Angel in a bottle grants him power to enslave
Le concombre zombi smeared on my cracked lips
Lock my hands in the manacles' cold iron links
I walk this earth among you
But I am a broken man
I have lost the things that made me
They have taken all I am
I walk this earth among you
But I am a broken man
I have lost the things that made me
They have taken all I am
I walk this earth among you
But I am a broken man
I have lost the things that made me
They have taken all I am
I walk this earth among you
But I am a broken man
I have lost the things that made me
They have taken all I am
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