LYRICS
An old angel of revenge has lost Strange silver locks of hair we set our liberty on fire wrapped ourselves in barbed wire Burned down the bridges one by one Built up the walls around our border We are Prisoners of prosperity guardians of an inhuman order Only flesh on the butcher‘s table Fallen in the war of apathy No one takes care, no one is is able To change their destiny Wash away the Blood on your hands Pick up the meat so warm and fresh Bury the bones of the unknown child Look at the garden with roses of flesh So many roses of flesh, red roses of flesh. It must be nice to swim in the sea, Nearby the beach with the colored parasols No idea of falling from a boat At night with waves high as walls Another 100 Refugees drowned last night The news are so boring to me Why not booking some diving adventure In the marvellous mediterranean sea New flesh on the butcher‘s table Fallen in the war of apathy No one takes care, no one is is able To change their destiny Wash away the Blood on your hands Pick up the meat so warm and fresh Bury the bones of the unknown child Look at the garden with roses of flesh So many roses of flesh, red roses of flesh. Don’t let us close our eyes and bow our head We have to stand up and cry out the truth instead Building a thousand bridges large and wide Reach out the hands and kill our pride Wash away the Blood on your hands Pick up the meat so warm and fresh Bury the bones of the unknown child Look at the garden with roses of flesh So many roses of flesh, red roses of flesh.
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