Every honest one of us
Remains ashamed these days
Never in my name we say
For all our children’s shame.
We will not be quiet
Who says yes means no?
We are your bad conscience
Sent to hold this white rose.
One day the veil falls away
While crimes stretch out to tell
Guilt can’t just evaporate
Your heads will fall as well.
Your heads will fall as well.
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