Show them that it will not be forgotten.
Make it tell in the eyes of every man and beast.
When they reach for the bread, let them taste the mould.
And when lips part, make them hear scorn.
May all that they smell be stale blood
And sweat as we bury our closest.
Make it tell in the eyes of every man and beast.
When they reach for the bread, let them taste the mould.
And when lips part, make them hear scorn.
May all that they smell be stale blood
And sweat as we bury our closest.