Open Wounds (Feat. Soseh) (про геноцид армян)

На английском, припев - на армянском.

bit of mystery lies in history`s eyes/ 
Cuz in time the facts and the figures get twisted with lies/ 
The devil tried to kiss us goodnight/ But he hides/ 
That`s how a proven fact is simply denied/ 
I am a victim – a victim of time/ 
Victimized by the victory of viciousness the system revised/ 
They say a century`s passed – nothing can bring them to life/ 
I say our memories last – at least admit to your crimes/ 
I try to look these little kids in their eyes/ 
As they`re watching their mother`s demise/ 
She`s cut – blood drips from her thighs/ 
She was pregnant – they`re ripping her stomach – it`s slit from the sides/ 
Just so they could guess on the  of the kid that`s inside/ 
They had us walking and walk in the blistering sun/ 
Sands of the deserts as far as our vision [bad word]  
They had us walking in circles – walk till we starve/ 
Oh Lord, I hate ‘em! – Forgive me, it`s wrong but I`m scarred/ 
They planted the seeds of hate in my heart – it keeps growing/ 
My heartbeat`s slowing/ My heart just keeps hoping/ 
Cuz we`ll never – ever! - give up on our cause/ 
Cuz we owe it to all the people we lost/ 


Refuse to give in – our wounds are dripping like bloody [bad word]  
From [bad word] whippings to [bad word] with rusty nails/ 
But who will listen/ 
The [bad word] is hidden/ 
Massacres and [bad word] killings/ 
To snatching our future kingdom [bad word]  
But where is the promised help?/ 
They distance ‘em from it/ 
well, is this what you wanted?/ 
Man, it`s just making me sick to my stomach/ 
Cuz Hitler has done it afterwards/ 
Following the Ottaman`s example - can you handle me quoting this [bad word] s words?/ 
Cuz see in `39 this` how your friend spoke:/ 
“After all, who remembers Armenians today” – end quote/ 
Forgive and forget? – no/ 
History repeats – this leach is draining us – let go!/ 
This battle against hope/ 
We gather around/ 
We light our candles in crowds/ 
These tears land on the ground/ 
Each year standing so proud/ 
Together we holding banners and shout/ 
But it`s spreading [bad word] empty space that doesn`t travel the sound? 
Nobody wants to hear us! 
The population just can`t see [bad word] the mess/ 
The way you treat one case determines what people`ll do next/ 
Souls can`t peacefully rest/ 
till the killer`s secret`s confessed/ 
Buried in our holy lands that we now don`t even possess/ 
It`s taken/ Pardon my phrases, I`m blatant/ 
But all these nations are shaking the arms of satan for the sake of armybases/ 
We`re praying to God to make`em admit it – we`re still hoping/ 
But they still won`t and that`s why these wounds are still open/