Endless resources are eagerly exchanged for wealth that clinks and clatters;
Slaves brought from afar nourish bountiful crops with their blood;
The melodious rumble of industrial machinery drowns out the bones beneath the deep sea;
Lavish balls gloss over the filth flowing across the continent...
You people of the colonizing nations, when you slaughtered, plundered, and claimed to be the pinnacle of creation, God's proud handiwork, did you ever imagine that the thunder of vengeance was already riding the howling sea wind from the New World, bringing your graves?
