Where's your anger where's their body count they want to know why you fight

when the inside's rotting out here's their omission there's the infection in

between our the unmarked graves of 100,000 dead no alrm sounded no measures

taken the tranquility whispers back shut up and die banished to the margin

with full guilt implied called up from oblivion only when it's time to count

the hides here's their omission there's the infection in between are the

unmarked graves of 100,000 dead cease to exist