My brother sold me out to a powerful man I worked his fields until blood sprang from my hands I passed beneath the earth Crushed down by stones and dirt My brother sold me out to a powerful man I was made a beast of burden by the powers in the land At dead of night the bokor rides to my house Secret words are uttered and my soul is sucked out I sicken quick – they bury me that week As I sink down in my box I hear my wife's wild shriek I walk this earth among you But I am a broken man I have lost the things that made me They have taken all I am Viens Ti Jean Mon petit malfacteur Burn the bones Grind the mortar Now we must do this work Burn the bones Grind the mortar My brother sold me out to a powerful man I worked his fields until blood sprang from my hands I passed beneath the earth Crushed down by stones and dirt My brother sold me out to a powerful man I was made a beast of burden by the powers in the land Cock-crow at midnight: they call at my grave Angel in a bottle grants him power to enslave Le concombre zombi smeared on my cracked lips Lock my hands in the manacles' cold iron links I walk this earth among you But I am a broken man I have lost the things that made me They have taken all I am I walk this earth among you But I am a broken man I have lost the things that made me They have taken all I am I walk this earth among you But I am a broken man I have lost the things that made me They have taken all I am I walk this earth among you But I am a broken man I have lost the things that made me They have taken all I am