All I can think about is revenge The slaughter inside my head never ends And to all who deny this sin Bab eed Janed cach-nem
Ethnic genocide One million died Cries went unheard in 1915 No one remembers, no one believes Some turks deny, but they fucking lie
America knew, but as usual They just stood by and listened to the cries "Why interfere? There's no money here. Who are the Armenians... who fucking cares if they're alive. Who cares if they fucking survive."
Forced in the desert and into sandy graves Children were murdered while their mothers were raped Babies were thrown in the air and impaled on swords Nothing but death from the turkish hordes
Dispersal took place Most met a cruel end Now we are few but we'll always be true To the Armenians that we will defend
First they were bound, then split with an axe They juggled their heads, and the turks laughed Set on fire like a human torch Many were nailed alive to the floorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
