We sit soaked in "Bloodshed" to sift through the ash
Watched as out brothers got carted away
To camps so they called them "to work for the man"
We don't brush it off, so you can't
Don't say you were just following orders
We hid behind bookshelves to avoid the broken gla**
You sit in your big chairs and (laugh) lie through your a**es
We sit in the d**h camps to sort out the past "Gaslight"