All this time you had the chance To stay the hand that held the knife Yet all you did was turn your back While blood washed underfoot Now profess your innocence When you too reek of slaughter Party to the carnage Now you're party to the blame Scavenge off the fallen Your silence was consent Plunder from the dying Your silence is contempt The moral choice was yours Yet so immoral was your reason Smug and self-content Did you feel a tinge of guilt? You never spared a thought For the many who have fallen Even though others killed Collective was the murder Scavenge off the fallen Silence is consent Plunder from the dying Silence is contempt! Collective murder Collective is your guilt.

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