Lyrics Papers Please! - Moscow Death Brigade

Papers Please!

Wrong place of birth, wrong papers, wrong accent
«Your presence here is unacceptable accident»
They turn backs on them, puppetry level’s excellent
They’re spitting lies in their eyes and never hesitate
You know what I’m saying, it’s time to spare your prayers
They look the other way for terrorists, smugglers and slavers
But if you’re running for your life, trying to escape the slaughter
They’ll let your wife die and feast on your sons and daughters
Poison the water, the feast of legalized murder
Their lies about human rights don’t cost a quarter
They bomb your home, let the beast roam, close the border
And feed the world another tale by double-tongued reporter
Forward to the past, can I ask?
Do you remember
How the allies were sending people back to gas chamber?
Beware the beast, at least you know what to expect
The circle closes and the history repeats itself
Papers, please!
They get you on your knees
Straight face, race to the death, Deaf to your pleas
Who’s the real illegal people, who’s the real disease?
We’re all immigrants, We’re all refugees
The circle closes and the history repeats itself
Like 80 years ago abandoning those to the death
Who happened to be born on the wrong side of the fence
Ignoring obvious atrocities and cries for help
Not all was apathy — fallacy, lost humanity
Progressive wanna-be society begets another malady
No remedy, humanitarian calamity
Another people denied the right to live with vanity
Another Human race catastrophe
Another instance of entitled masses showing lack of empathy
Authorities are waging war, you people lie in idleness
Refuse to take responsibility for leaders' violence
Communities of hypocrites reveal their rotten values
«Civilized world» devoid of basic principles of kindness
Close minded, close the borders: entry denied
The price of economic comfort is their innocent lives
Papers, please!
They get you on your knees
Straight face, race to the death, Deaf to your pleas
Who’s the real illegal people, who’s the real disease?
We’re all immigrants, We’re all refugees
Face the facts, no thanks, «Your passport lacks stamps
Please go back for war, torture and the death camps»
Join the ranks, labeled as illegal people
Cursed by those who suck blood from golden calf’s nipple
Broken families, tragedies, who the devil is
They put another spiked wall on the land they’ve seized
Barbed wire, peace expires, lost evidence
Infection of the whole soul, unknown genesis
Papers, please!
They get you on your knees
Straight face, race to the death, Deaf to your pleas
Who’s the real illegal people, who’s the real disease?
We’re all immigrants, We’re all refugees