Intergenerational Anamnesis
We thought our dead Returned from sea Displaced from their final journey Our women weaped Our elders warned Of lost spirits now returned The pale flesh smelled of death And spoke of a god who died for sin That we belong to his kingdom And that we too would join with him Or die Deliverance From our world Captivity Resisting hold Of the flesh Til death We give them nothing but grief in hand To be thorn in flesh You cannot conquer those at will Asserting ancestral right We concede nothing No land or sea to you Relentless miserable plight We will endure this for all time No rest til our world is free Resist this onslaught These conquistadors No fuerzas armadas Standing at our doors Repel these missions Creating neophytes Burning presidio Light of our lives This new world is born of blood and fire The time has come To bring the end Of this encomienda To raise the call Of days of war Back to Tovaangar May the Spirits grant us the strength Of a thousand generations Twenty-one Monuments To infamy Lay to rest Imperial legacy We give them nothing but grief in hand To be thorn in flesh You cannot conquer those at will Asserting ancestral right We concede nothing No land or sea to you Relentless miserable plight We will endure this for all time No rest til our world is free In what a world Was this meant to be Such monumental suffering Made by choice Not inevitably Progress is killing the free
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Go forth and rush to gold! Think not of obstacle Destined, divine right Devour village whole Manifesting destiny The only act of mercy is Exterminating all What righteous calling That waits for me Promised land How I long for thee Unearthing mineral Such sweet spectacle Anything is possible With lead Mine it Leave it crumbling Steadfast, swiftly Bring this mountain to its knees Mine it Leave it crumbling Steadfast, swiftly Bring this mountain to its knees Let bodies heap And don’t weep the dead For right is right And ours is ours And death is sweet With pockets steep of Gold I feel the rush It swells in me Quench my thirst Oh mighty river, bleed! The miners, blood-drunk, parched beings Gulping incessantly Indulging all of their violent delights Snuffing out with might and glee Within the frenzy, death unleashed An endless lust for greed And as we died right before their eyes Cheers rang out so jovially Bring them to their knees Force down their gluttony Gladly let them feast Ramming gold down their throats Until their fill is reached Relieve their thirsty tongues Drown them in the creeks Wash away these memories That hurt us all to speak The miners, blood-drunk, parched beings Gulping incessantly Indulging all of their violent delights Snuffing out with might and glee Within the frenzy, death unleashed An endless lust for greed And as we died right before their eyes Cheers rang out so jovially
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Yaawke’ tahaay yuuk As they gather and seek Amongst those confined Hidden hopes That are housed within hearts and minds When it sits in your blood Memory won’t decay Haunting calls From inside As they remember It gives you Closure that won't come Conjured visions Dissociated dreams When this putrid still Turns to breeze Your body remembers This blackened hole controlling thee Bringer of disease, unholy keep Pain, cross, and chains imprisoning Insufferable plague of divinity In my contamination This will secure It sits within your blood In my contamination This will secure My body remembers And as I strand from rock beneath The river floweth between my knees It was a force that had compulsed I tried to wash from where it bleeds This burn not caused by fire But bloodied assaults When I'm evoked it draws my blood When I reflect my mother tongue When I reflect my mother tongue
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Through secularization Rancheros claim deed With land confiscation We are bound to thee Driven by force Lawful decree Indentured servants Poor pedigree We neophytes Beggars made be Our own earth pulled from under feet Lest we forget Chattel to breed Disposed hand Hacienda debris And twas for naught Work sets us free Unmarked graves are buried beneath On the edge of subsistence Starving in place No provisions or parcel Only a slave estate As we work on the land No longer our own Ghosts haunting the grounds That we once called home Translatio imperii Sangre y oro Nueva frontera Alta California Now dig deeper and weep Our homelands defiled, barren, and bleak Remove, rip out root and stem How heavy the hand that tends the land Go dig deeper and weep Inheriting nothing, no land for the meek Castrate, cut out, lineage be damned How heavy the hand that tends the land At the gates of perdition With no shelter to dwell We the hopeless peasants Now condemned to hell And what dreams we may keep Locked up inside Remain out of reach To those in this life Now dig deeper and weep Our homelands defiled, barren, and bleak Remove, rip out root and stem How heavy the hand that tends the land Go dig deeper and weep Inheriting nothing, no land for the meek Castrate, cut out, lineage be damned How heavy the hand that tends the land
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
This is the way That the hearts of our fathers Would harden and turn to stone Callused by lash Bonded by rope Breaking the spirit Breaking the home The deafening strike Of leather and hide Silences dreams And buries pride Extinguishing hope By threat of the grave Turns man to beast And beast to slave And what of our past Will we betray In order to live Another day The scars of time Have set their stay Once loving embrace Shudders in shame The stables we tended Are now hollow frames Bitter memories are clinging And regrets are maintained The memories of olde Are burdened this way As we flee from our past Carrying on our mistakes The spirit in you Screams to be seen As the whip tamed the heart Of who we used to be I can see in your eyes The light that fades Gasping for life With each passing day The pieces of you That still remain Glimmers of hope A chance to change And how will we break These unwanted chains And walk our path Again Rise Discard from me All the injury, shame, inherited pain Rise And restore to thee All the patience and strength Our old teachings create Rise Discard from me All these memories That keep us in place Rise Set us free from this injury To face the past And free the soul Return us to the teachings of old Renew our path And break the hold For generations to flourish once more Give us the strength To heal from these wounds To re-spark the flames And carry the light On our darkest of days So we finally see Who we were always meant to be
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026