We blew it again. as we ask ourselves why,
What could you have done to deserve such madness and atrocity?

Its buying the white lie
Its a lack of history
Its the pride in our supremacy
Its the audacity with which we forgot

We'll die because we're ignorant
And theres blood on our hands.

We try to play it off as the past
How long did we think this could last?

They've watched as we've organized
Carried out and tossed aside
The seldom referred genocides
The horrors unsurpassed

Again and again we play the fool
And if you care, no one's amused
We'll go down with our bloody hands
And go down screaming why.