I know that they will bleed in hell,
But where is justice in this unjust world?
Where is the truth we died for?
You feed the lie they fight for.
Where is the truth we died for?
Silence and screams are the end of our song,
There is no threat to scare us.
Our tunes and words remain
(Our tunes and words remain),
And storms of rage will carry our names.
Although your hangmen may be dead by now,
There is no share of this blame,
No cheap excuses we accept,
Make no mistake, make no mistake about it!
Our songs and words remain
(Our songs and words remain),
And storms of rage will carry our names.
We'll make you bleed for this,
There is no share of this blame.
Our wives and mothers,
So many years, so many years they hoped in vain.
Nothing will be buried in oblivion,
You saw no anguish in our eyes.
Nothing will be buried in oblivion,
Remember our names.
Silence and screams are the end of our song,
There is no threat to scare us.
Our songs and words remain
(Our songs and words remain),
And storms of rage will carry our names.
We'll make you bleed for this,
There is no share of this blame.
Nothing will be buried in oblivion,
You saw no anguish in our eyes.
Nothing will be buried in oblivion,
You shall remember our names.
We may be buried in forgotten grounds,
But the heartbeat of our loved ones
Will be the drums to break your sleep.
I know that they will bleed in hell,
But where is justice in this unjust world?
Where is the truth we died for?
You feed the lie they fight for.
Where is the truth we died for?