Idioma Origen:
The plans, of a race gone mad
A final solution to pass
All dreams are taken from their lives
No hope for the young all the old realize
He is but a solitary man
Whose prejudice will spread like a flame
Throughout the land
He´s enslaving those who will be free
Etching his own name in black
For all of us to hear and see
A yellow star for those accused
There´s no escape once you´ve been pinned
A relocation only to confuse
And all their propaganda to hide the awful truth
Screams - In the night
scars so deep that they won´t mend
Screams - In the night
in their souls they can´t pretend
Six million lives on the hands of heads of state
They followed orders from above
Then one man when all was lost
He took his life, he´ll never pay the price
They cannot hide or defend or disguise
For the truth is well known there´ll be no alibis
Judgement will pass and their fates won´t be kind
for the final solution was mass genocide
Idioma Destino:
The plans, of a race gone mad
A final solution to pass
All dreams are taken from their lives
No hope for the young all the old realize
He is but a solitary man
Whose prejudice will spread like a flame
Throughout the land
He´s enslaving those who will be free
Etching his own name in black
For all of us to hear and see
A yellow star for those accused
There´s no escape once you´ve been pinned
A relocation only to confuse
And all their propaganda to hide the awful truth
Screams - In the night
scars so deep that they won´t mend
Screams - In the night
in their souls they can´t pretend
Six million lives on the hands of heads of state
They followed orders from above
Then one man when all was lost
He took his life, he´ll never pay the price
They cannot hide or defend or disguise
For the truth is well known there´ll be no alibis
Judgement will pass and their fates won´t be kind
for the final solution was mass genocide