A bit of mystery lies in history`s eyes/ Cuz in time the facts and the figures get twisted with lies/ The devil tried to kiss us goodnight/ But he hides/ That`s how a proven fact is simply denied/ I am a victim – a victim of time/ Victimized by the victory of viciousness the system revised/ They say a century`s passed – nothing can bring them to life/ I say our memories last – at least admit to your crimes/ I try to look these little kids in their eyes/ As they`re watching their mother`s demise/ She`s cut – blood drips from her thighs/ She was pregnant – they`re ripping her stomach – it`s slit from the sides/ Just so they could guess on the sex of the kid that`s inside/ They had us walking and walk in the blistering sun/ Sands of the deserts as far as our vision can run/ They had us walking in circles – walk till we starve/ Oh Lord, I hate ‘em! – Forgive me, it`s wrong but I`m scarred/ They planted the seeds of hate in my heart – it keeps growing/ My heartbeat`s slowing/ My heart just keeps hoping/ Cuz we`ll never – ever! - give up on our cause/ Cuz we owe it to all the people we lost/
Refuse to give in – our wounds are dripping like bloody hell/ From brutal whippings to crucifixions with rusty nails/ But who will listen/ The truth is hidden/ Massacres and cruel killings/ To snatching our future kingdom and commonwealth/ But where is the promised help?/ They distance ‘em from it/ well, is this what you wanted?/ Man, it`s just making me sick to my stomach/ Cuz Hitler has done it afterwards/ Following the Ottaman`s example - can you handle me quoting this bastard`s words?/ Cuz see in `39 this` how your friend spoke:/ “After all, who remembers Armenians today” – end quote/ Forgive and forget? – no/ History repeats – this leach is draining us – let go!/ This battle against hope/ We gather around/ We light our candles in crowds/ These tears land on the ground/ Each year standing so proud/ Together we holding banners and shout/ But it`s spreading thru empty space that doesn`t travel the sound? Nobody wants to hear us! The population just can`t see thru the mess/ The way you treat one case determines what people`ll do next/ Souls can`t peacefully rest/ till the killer`s secret`s confessed/ Buried in our holy lands that we now don`t even possess/ It`s taken/ Pardon my phrases, I`m blatant/ But all these nations are shaking the arms of satan for the sake of armybases/ We`re praying to God to make`em admit it – we`re still hoping/ But they still won`t and that`s why these wounds are still open/