I'm the funeral attendant
For the world's powers
I bury every kind
I'm the morgue attendant
For the imperialists
I bury what they leave behind
Now I'm digging
Many shallow graves
So many, so many
Shallow graves
The bodies of the murdered peasants
I see them all
Soviet and Afghan dissidents
I see them fall
The ruined lives
Propaganda, lies
Torture remains
One's socialist, one's democratic
But to them it's all the same
1 | The Pain |
2 | No Choice |
3 | Real Life |
4 | What Do You Do? |
5 | I Don't Know |
6 | Personal Edge |
7 | Look At You |