Trotha! His name was Trotha, never forgive, never forget! This irate oath we carry in our darkened hearts forever A march into damnation Peregrination towards the open gates of hell Our fathers' blood ran down the waterberg, our mothers' cries They died away in endless deserts Under a radiant sun an azure skies We died a wretched death under their bright eyes
These few survivors scarred for life Damned generations to follow Tell me will you ever pay the price Breaking the silence at last
No more hiding the truth
Fallen from your doubtful grace An invocation of the beginning of your end Our fathers' blood ran down the waterberg, our mothers' cries They died away Imploring remorseless oppressors
These few survivors scarred for life Damned generations to follow Tell me will you ever pay the price Breaking the silence at last The shadows of this genocide Eclipse my haunted soul forever Your empty words to regret, deriding the deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
