制作
出演艺人
grandson
表演者
作曲和作词
Tim Commerford
词曲作者
Zack de la Rocha
词曲作者
Tom Morello
作曲
Brad Wilk
词曲作者
制作和工程
Taylor Bird
混音工程师
Boonn
制作人
歌词
[Verse 1]
The sun ablaze as Maria's foot touches the sand
On Northern land, as human contraband
She got her named passed down to the boss
Now she stuck on a truck bed, clutching her cross
Yankee guns, blood debts on the loans
Smoldering fields with rape, rubble, and bones
Graves hidden, trapped up in visions of war
She prays to nothing, no one, nobody, no more
[Verse 2]
Tear away at the mask
Oh, tear away at the mask
[Verse 3]
And now she's got a quota, the needle and thread crucifixion
Sold and shipped across the new line of Mason Dixon
Rippin' through denim, the point an inch from her vein
The foreman approaches, his steps pound in her brain
(His steps pound in her brain)
[Verse 4]
Her arm jerks, her sisters gather 'round her and scream
As if in a dream, eyes on the crimson stream
Numb as her wrists spit blood to the floor
I am nothing, no one, nobody, no more
[Verse 5]
Tear away at the mask
Tear away at the mask
Tear away at the mask
Oh, tear away at the mask
[Verse 6]
No minutes to rest, no moment to pray
No minutes to rest, no moment to pray
No minutes to rest, it eclipses her day
Just a moment to pray
Just a moment to pray
[Verse 7]
No minutes to rest, no moment to pray
No minutes to rest, no moment to pray
No minutes to rest, it eclipses her day
Just a moment to pray
Just a moment to pray
[Verse 8]
Tear away at the mask
Tear away at the mask
Tear away at the mask
Tear away at the mask
Written by: Brad Wilk, Tim Commerford, Tom Morello, Zack de la Rocha
