Anniversary But we aint here to Celebrate
We here to Mourn, Put your fist up and Demostrate
11 -- 7 -- 95 be the date,
Premeditated my people in Mass Graves,
8, 000 male individuals,
Killed in cold blood the Evil Despicable,
The World watch, Television with the Visual,
Equally Feeble, Now Hide these War Criminals,
A blood Ritual, Feelin so Noxious,
Visions, Of my People Killed by Serb Forces,
No Remorses, We Ache For Our Losses,
Fathers, Sons, Mothers and Daughters,
United Nations, Guilty as the Culprits,
Let Guns and Rockets Murder Our Kids,
They aint Peace Keepers, Their More Like Bigots,
Now Close Your eyes, Can you Picture all the Victims,
Can anybody hear the Cry from the Grave,
The Pain and the Fear that was Felt by the Slain,
Can anybody hear the cry from the Grave,
From the People that Died in the Brutal Campaign,
FIST UP!!
Never Again will we Kneel,
If Bosnia Cries, we'll be there on the Battle Field,
Ready to die For our land to be Shield,
And Never Again will they Destroy what we Build,
How Can we Forgive and How can we Forget,
We can Never Consider it, until Justice we Get,
This was Mass Murder, an Orchestrated Death,
Old Bosnian Women now Livin' with Nothin' Left,
Take a Deep Breath and Imagine the Misery,
Hundreds of Women Being Raped Repeatedly,
Mentally No escape from this Kind of Scenery,
The blue helmets, Stood by no sympathy,
Blame it on Religion, Say Religious Hate,
But the People who did this, must have Had no Faith,
Invade a small Village, Killin' will not Evade,
Blood Spillin' on their Guns, Will God Forgive their Ways,
10, 000 kids left with no Parents,
Murdered by the Many Paramilitary Agents,
In just one city with no Form of Defence,
And these are Words from a Person that was Ethnically Cleansed.