Ask it to a lie or to whom lives a lie,
What goes through his mind when he lays his head on the pillow.
The more you’re humane, the more meaningful your existence.
Otherwise, who would remember the ones who already passed away.
Possessions are mundane,
Otherwise, would the departed wear the pocketless shrouds?
The things leaking through your filth turned into an ocean
Your ship doesn’t survive under this wind
Drop your anchor deep
Let your crew go
Hold your head in your hands
And think…
Shame on you
Shame on you
How can a man not feel ashamed, man?
You should carry your conscience like a gold medal.
All it takes one spark to start a forest fire.
They won’t forget, we won’t forget, I won’t forget.
Watch the ones who jump after a fool
who throws a stone into a well.
Watch the ones who build their wealth
With lies and scams.
The ones who blasted the best years of our lives
Have neither a mirror
Nor a heart
As the tired and lonely generation
Whose youth wasted in vain
Hold on to each other,
They didn’t and won’t take a fall
The things leaking through your filth turned into an ocean
Your ship doesn’t survive under this wind
Drop your anchor deep
Let your crew go
Hold your head in your hands
And think…
Shame on you
Shame on you
How can a man not feel ashamed, man?
You should carry your conscience like a gold medal.
All it takes one spark to start a forest fire.
They won’t forget, we won’t forget, I won’t forget.