Текст песни Xtc - Human Alchemy
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An alchemy, human alchemyWe stole them from their freedom to be soldTo turn their skins of black into the skinsOf brightest goldAn alchemy, human alchemyWe stoked the fires of trade with human coalsAnd made our purses from the flailed skins ofPurest soulsAn alchemy, human alchemyOther lands became a larder full of all the good thingsAll we had to do was go and takeBlood the colour rain that grew our wicked harvestBlack the colour icing on our cakeAn alchemy, human alchemyWe stole their babes and mothers, chiefs and bravesAlthough we held the whip, you knew we wereThe real slavesTo alchemy, human alchemyAlchemy, human alchemy