اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Stench of ignorance
Floods the air I breathe
With a vile excuse
That they don’t feel
Am I an extremist?
This is the legacy they left
I inherit the pollution
Of the culture they created
This the cancer to eradicate
My answer wont be kind
And we wont tolerate
The unjust and unfair
To every innocent their freedom
To the guilty, infinite pain
To the slave, freedom
To the captor, punishment
Would you ever deny
What happened in the world war
Then you shouldn’t look away
The pain you inflict onto them
Corpses hanging head down
This carnage, I refuse to be part
Morbid smile, sharps the knife
Enough to quench this bloodbath
