Unpleasant Past کے بول

Always I’ll remember that fucking years of fear and pain When war was drug of anger, they wanted us to kneel and pray For mercy and salvation of childhood dreams and holly land But there's no explanation why you killed tree thousand, understand? Paint black The sky for those who died My flag Is made from pain and pride Pay back Now coming for a ride And you can kill us all but you will never kill the power inside Nowadays just the same shit, nothing is changed in politics Government democracy now ten years making promises Forgive and don’t forget and don’t believe in any lie But question never answer yet, the graves are still asking us, why? 80 days of agony and 80 days of blood and war 80 days to hell and back and 80 days to be ashore That you can't kill the power, the power living deep inside That you can't crush our honor, we'll wait for you again to try