Washing my hands in the kitchen sink
400 years of blood
Washing my hands in the kitchen sink
With the finest soap

Who
Are your gods
Are they on their way here?
Who are your gods
Won't you summon them dear

No man
You don't buy it
No man
It's a riot
Yes sir
That's the quiet that kills

Put on my face and I braid my hair
400 years of theft
Put on my face and I braid my hair
Spray the number nine

Who
Are your gods
Do they see what we do?
Who are your gods
Are they in denial too?

No man
You don't buy it
No man
It's a riot
Yes sir
That's the quiet that kills

We colonize a space and time
Gouging out my pale blue eyes
Dignity spared for the guns and shrines
Who are your gods
Who are your gods
Who are your gods

Who are your gods
Do they know what we've done
Who are your gods
Did they see us and run

No man
You're still quiet
No Man
Your compliant
Yes sir
That's quiet that kills