Talk to me about the one who’s left behind,
the one who crawl in the dirt,
the one who fall but raise again,
the one who’s wrecked and standing up.
Get closer to me the one who’s abused,
who cannot be destroyed,
who get so little but has to share every day,
who must be anointed,
who got crushed
And you who is the whore,
who is drifted and wrecked,
who is disgusting,
who has pain and wound,
come to my party
take your husband, wife, children and family
Take your guts
Take your courage
your resilience, and hopes that never come true
We will sail this trouble in this little river
We will push in this little path,
in the pitch darkness and dusty
We will dig to the bottom end
We buried and then we explode it in the night sky
until the blast is heard to the end of the world