text: The sun ablaze as Marias foot touches the surface of sand
  On northern land, as human contraband
  Some rico from Jalisco passed her name to the Boss
  She stuffed into a truckbed, she clutches her cross
  Here comes the exhaust and it rips through her lungs
  Shes off fast to the pasture, like cattle shell cross
  Degree 106, sweat and vomit are thrown
  And she prays and suffocates upon the memories of home
  Of Yanqui guns for blood, debts on the loans
  Of smoldering fields, rape, rubble and bones
  Of graves hidden, trapped up in visions of war
  Of nothing, no one, nobody, no more
  These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
  Through historys rivers of blood, she regenerates
  And like the sun disappears only to reappear
  Shes eternally here
  Her time is near
  Never conquered but here
  To tear away at the mask
  And now she 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 approach, his steps now pound in her brain
  His presence, it terrifies and eclipses her days
  No minutes to rest, no moments to pray
  And with a whisper he whips her, her soul chained to his will
  My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill
  Her arms jerk, the sisters gather round her and scream
  As if in a dream, eyes on the crimson stream
  Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to the floor
  I am nothing, no one, nobody, no more
  These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
  Through historys rivers of blood, she regenerates
  And like the sun disappears only to reappear 
  Shes eternally here
  Her time is near
  Never conquered but here
  To tear away at the mask
  Away at the mask
  To tear away at the mask
  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
  To tear away at the mask
  Away at the mask
  To tear away at the mask
  To tear away at the mask