When they tried to scapegoat our brothers and sisters, When they tried to hide hatred behind a criticism of religion, When they made jokes about genocide, When they threatened ordinary people's lives, A few of us could not allow them to create the division.
We talked so much about this That soon it turned to action, Then the actions became so big The talking had to stop. Now silent and raging, We were finding pain Where many had not thought to look.
Every time you gave everything you had, And every time it was not enough, And every time you did things you once would not have done, Things that you were uncomfortable with before.
My heart has been tormented But broken it will never be, To be defeated and still living Is not alive to me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
