Mud in the trenches Gas in the wind Flags on coffins Blood on tin Chains on the factory Smoke in the skies Children coughing Bosses lie Ice sheets melting Forests in flames Oceans rising Calling our name Boots on the border Books in the fire Eyes that vanish Wider, Wider.... We drink from poisoned rivers,. We breathe the debt they made, Every scar they carved in stone Still casts a longer shade. The ground remembers footsteps, The sky still tastes of flames, We bear the sins of our ancestors, And carry their unspoken shame. Bomb shadows falling Ash on the rain Cities whisper Gods renamed Cold hands shaking Red phone rings Steel birds waiting War still sings We drink from poisoned rivers, We breathe the debt they made, Every scar they carved in stone Still casts a longer shade. The ground remembers footsteps, The sky still tastes of flames, We bear the sins of our ancestors, And carry their unspoken shame. From the shadows of their victories To the graves they left unmarked, We inherit what they kindled, And the embers they still sparked. Every monument is hollow, Every promise splits at seams, We bear the sins of our ancestors, And drown inside their dreams. We drink from poisoned rivers, We breathe the debt they made, Every scar they carved in stone Still casts a longer shade. The ground remembers footsteps, The sky still tastes of flames, We bear the sins of our ancestors, And carry their unspoken shame.
