Nazario Ai — Bread of Blight

Ai country [Verse 1] They fed us stories on a Sunday Cheap wine Dry crumbs on a plate Said a man from a desert Held the keys to our fate But the rye in the valley Grew a black Bitter stain And the children saw angels When it poisoned their brains [Chorus] I won't eat that bread of blight Won't drink that borrowed sky Keep your foreign chains of light I was born to live Not die I'll raise my hands to the oak To the rain To the fire To the fields To the blood in my veins I won't kneel to a stranger's fight I'll just walk my own wild line [Verse 2] You called my grandmothers pagans Burned their herbs in the yard While your fever-dream prophets Saw a crown in the stars It was mold in the flour It was smoke in the head Not a word from your heaven Just a toxin in bread [Chorus] I won't eat that bread of blight Won't drink that borrowed sky Keep your foreign chains of light I was born to live Not die I'll raise my hands to the oak To the rain To the fire To the fields To the blood in my veins I won't kneel to a stranger's fight I'll just walk my own wild line [Bridge] My altar is creek-stone and berries A crow on a fencepost choir (oh) My scripture is frost on the window The howl in the pines The fire If truth ever wanted a temple It carved it in bone and bark Not in some far broken city Selling fear in the dark [Chorus] I won't eat that bread of blight Won't drink that borrowed sky Keep your foreign chains of light I was born to live Not die I'll raise my hands to the oak To the rain To the fire To the fields To the blood in my veins I won't kneel to a stranger's fight I'll just walk my own wild line