Lyrics
Their shadows burnt into the walls
So many lives reduced to ashes
So many homes razed to the ground
A shine like from a thousands suns
Betrayed by their proud leaders
And executed by atrocious enemies
So many homes, so many lives
A silent sense of guilt should rise
A thousand books all full with with vindications
Simple explanations and coloured declarations
Where silent sense of guilt should rise
But a victor's story cannot lie
Betraced by their proud leaders
So many homes, so many lives
A silent sense of guilt should rise
One modest truth they teach their children
A victor's story can not, it cannot lie
See these branded generations
Hear, their bells are tolling
Hear, hear them calling
Betrayed by their proud leaders
And executed by atrocious enemys
So many homes, so many lives
A silent sense of guilt should rise
