How I wish more would awaken
To see the horror
Some will excuse
To avoid the hard truth
Of what's in store
When the sheep are mistaken
( chorus )
All the genocide, stains the star red
Paradise ruined, by the stench of the dead
......
How I wish more would awaken
To see the horror
Some will excuse
To avoid the hard truth
Of what's in store
When the sheep are mistaken
( chorus )
All the genocide, stains the star red
Paradise ruined, by the stench of the dead
......