Testo Thousand Generations

Irrational and cynic
Stands this paradox
From the beginning humiliated
But the contrary told
Altruistic hands
Choking us slow
While the hand-shake
And the smiles are the only things shown
Pages are stained in blood
By the so called liberators
These are the foundations.
Of the fathers of your nations
No approach is peaceful,
Retaliation against the crown

Oh!

Forgotten genocides
Never made it through history
No propaganda of widows
Mourning man and kids
A candle dies For every victim
One more name is gone
Thousand generations of wars

Pages are stained in blood
By the so called liberators
These are the foundations
Of the fathers of your nations
No approach is peaceful,
Retaliation against the crown.

We’re alone
In a devastated land
Piles of ancestor lies
Beneath our feet,
No veil is enough
To conceal this
Pestiferous reek
Lives based on lies
So the hoax
Will perpetuate crime