music: Natalie Merchant/words: Natalie Merchant


In the dark night a giant slumbered untouched for
centuries 'til awakened by a white man's cry:
"This is the Eden I was to find." There
were lands to be charted and to be claimed for a
crown, when a hero was made by the length he could
stay in this dangerous land of hateful hate.

Curiosity filled the heads of these, there was an
upper room they had to see. Curiosity killed the
best of these for a hero's hometown welcoming.
Still they moved on and on.

Who came building missions? Unswerving men of the
cloth who gave their lives in numbers untold so
that black sheep entered the fold. Captured like
human livestock, destined for slavery. Naked,
walked to the shore where great ships moored for
the hellbound journies. Bought and sold with a
hateful hate.
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Curiosity filled the breasts of these with some
strange ecstasy. Curiosity killed the best of
these by robbing their lives of dignity. Still
they moved on and on.

Calling men of adventure for a jungle bush safari.
Come conquer the, his claws and teeth. See death
in his eyes to know you're alive. European
homesteads grew up in the colonies with civilized
plans for wild hinterlands, their guns and God
willing. Such a hateful hate.

Curiosity spilled the blood of these for their
spotted skins and ivory. Curiosity filled the
heads of these madmen with the lies of destiny.
Curiosity spilled the blood of these, then blotted
their lives from history. Curiosity filled the
heads of these, one man claimed all that he could
see. Curiosity still entices these madmen with a
lusting and a greed. Their legacy, legacy,
legacy...