 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Deny , by - Josh Martinez. Song from the album Made In China, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Deny , by - Josh Martinez. Song from the album Made In China, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.07.2007
Record label: Camobear
Song language: English
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Deny , by - Josh Martinez. Song from the album Made In China, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Deny , by - Josh Martinez. Song from the album Made In China, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп| Deny | 
| So this is war, more blood poured from the fountain | 
| As I’m counting on the cold hand | 
| Of those that abstain and demand | 
| More ground gained from the crosses that we follow into battle | 
| I swallow in the whole Earth rattle | 
| It was all too real from the moment that I peeled | 
| My steel cap back | 
| And saw the black knife fade into first light | 
| Some fat balding man had the clever insight | 
| That might makes right so under infrared sight | 
| We steadily advance | 
| I raised from my crouched stance | 
| As boards marked the time I danced through lines of dead men | 
| Who’ve been forever left behind and lie with their own kind | 
| But I turn my mind off, desensitizing | 
| I find myself surmising on how I can plant my flag upon the horizon | 
| So glory finds me and I can be | 
| History’s first living soul on the beaches of Normandy | 
| And slay me a thousand Germans | 
| Cause revenge is burning hot as pistol shot and I can smell bodies | 
| Rotting on both sides of the divide but the tide of the battle has turned | 
| The good guys have returned | 
| So we succeed in the beachhead but success is relative | 
| Relatively high numbers of dead blood stained human remains | 
| But the Nazis fled so we advance into France | 
| We meet the underground resistance behind enemy lines, making good distance | 
| At the insistence of our leaders | 
| We follow up on every lead, even a tree can be a trap | 
| But one look at the map showed the Germans were withdrawing | 
| Citizens were applauding | 
| As they plotted how to pay back the citizen assassins | 
| We started liberating towns to the ticker-tape tirades | 
| Of humans too tired to wage war anymore | 
| It looked like war had but a few months left before we could all rest | 
| And go home to our families | 
| But then we heard rumor of a place | 
| Where an entire human race was taken and laid to waste | 
| A camp where crazed experiments take place | 
| And rows of corpses overflowed mass graves | 
| There were things to be seen and turn you to burn inside | 
| The soldiers were told to see with their own eyes | 
| So I went to see it so I could explain without laying blame | 
| History’s made a name of stories so I will call it as I see it | 
| I see fit to record it so the truth cannot be distorted | 
| But I must warn you, truth is cold | 
| Souls stolen from right under the skin | 
| A prison where inmates' fate was wrapped and lay | 
| The feat past the gates and doctors decided | 
| Whether you were pesticide-ed or provided with a tattoo used to ID you | 
| When death from exposure overcame you | 
| So I walked past the gates and saw plain brick buildings | 
| And then the real world faded | 
| «I hated every breath:» the words to express what I saw when Auschwitz fell | 
| A living hell, you couldn’t tell | 
| The living dead from the skeletons enveloped in this valley of death | 
| The stink of charred flesh made my breath catch | 
| We couldn’t match the millions | 
| Of dead civilians to what we had believed to be humans | 
| «How could this happen?» | 
| I asked my captain and for a moment | 
| This proponent of atonement just shook his head | 
| Cause it was best left unsaid | 
| But being Jewish on the other side of the divide meant I knew my history | 
| Without having to face its wrath | 
| The path of six million goes way beyond the math | 
| See Poland fell first and Jews were the first to feel it | 
| Herded into units by perverted Germans who used their loose liberties | 
| To sexually abuse and misuse in full view of the camera | 
| But it never made the news | 
| Cause most Poles agreed that all Jews were infected | 
| They infested every stock-invested bank | 
| And every government think-tank had at least a Jew or two | 
| So who am I to play the fall guy? | 
| When I cast my eye on the neighbor’s grass | 
| Where it’s truly greener on the other side | 
| I must confide that I hate Jews just about as much as the Germans do | 
| So when the burning smoke chokes out the air and all I smell is burning hair | 
| I’ll turn a blind eye and comply | 
| With every single lie that you make us recite so we won’t ask any questions | 
| I’m just an average citizen | 
| See many Europeans felt that Jews were just pollution | 
| A problem finally solved by the Final Solution | 
| Where Communists, Jews, gypsies, and handicapped queers | 
| All became the target of irrational fears | 
| Fed by the flames of state-sponsored propaganda | 
| And that’s when one man began to expand | 
| His theories of inferiority and spread it like a virus | 
| So Jews were enclosed in ghettoes completely frozen from contact | 
| Beyond that flat where fifteen people slept back to back | 
| Where liberty and property were stolen | 
| On the grounds that Jews were the chosen scapegoats | 
| So oats were torn and the horns sounded | 
| As the hatred rose from town to town the world was astounded | 
| That the Nazis would treat some citizens so ruthless | 
| But without documented proof the accusations were toothless | 
| And since the persecuted were Jewish | 
| The world watched and did nothing | 
| See hate was fanned into obsession | 
| Obsessed by the extermination of a nation founded by religion | 
| So a nation created in fear and xenophobia | 
| Proceeded to eliminate sanction by the state | 
| But bullets were too expensive and didn’t kill fast enough | 
| Plus the mass graves made it hard to deny | 
| The use of slaves digging their own graves | 
| So science was used and compounds were created | 
| To make the killing less anticipated and more efficient | 
| A pesticide called Zyklon B was used | 
| To see hundreds of strangers into the gas chambers | 
| Which they were told were the showers | 
| The children, women, and elderly must have been smelly | 
| Cause immediately upon entry they were all sent to the showers | 
| So the world watched and somebody had to know | 
| That six million Jews went to camp and just didn’t come home | 
| As I stare down the tracks | 
| Where trains packed humans in cattle cars behind steel bars | 
| The motto of this camp attracts my eye, it says: «Arbeit Macht Frei» | 
| Meaning «Work will make you free» but all those who died inside | 
| Probably never saw the irony | 
| This place had an evil feeling as we roamed building to building | 
| Sights before my eyes, each one the less appealing | 
| A room piled to the ceiling with gold filling teeth | 
| The next filled with shaved human hair | 
| Soon to become some German chair and plush sofa | 
| Suffocating stench as I clench my teeth, for what I reached next: | 
| I saw ten huge chimneys burning gas, Jews to ashes | 
| A whole section dedicated to storing glasses | 
| Confiscated from the dead for resale | 
| I felt frail and had to leave this hell or be consumed by its spell | 
| I’ve long since left but I consider it my duty | 
| To bring this tragedy to the attention of a country | 
| Who pats itself on the back for helping in the occupation | 
| And bring freedom to a federation of the oppressed | 
| But Canada must be undressed | 
| Its dirty laundry put to rest | 
| Our country frowned on the slaughter, perpetrated | 
| A crime so anti-human we were all left exasperated but it faded over time | 
| And if you think Denmark smelled rotten soon our feelings weren’t forgotten | 
| But I will never forget that this nation did nothing | 
| And when our government feigned sadness they must have been bluffing | 
| Cause before and during the war all the way into the fifties | 
| Canada’s immigration policy was just as clear as any: | 
| One Jew is one Jew too many | 
| So how can we condemn when we had a chance | 
| To open up our arms and give our home to the survivors? | 
| Instead we gave the red carpet to ex-Nazi storm riders | 
| Whose record checks seemed to have been forgotten | 
| At the border in the disorder | 
| Why do you think we still keep finding out | 
| The Nazis are our neighbors fifty years later? | 
| Ask me if I think we should’ve done more | 
| It’s all said and done with now so what the fuck for? | 
| My task and all I ask is that you never forget | 
| Cause those who forget: history will repeat it | 
| The Nazis were defeated yet the lies live on and spawn | 
| In the ignorance of those whose motives reap it | 
| And claim death counts were made up as if we needed to exaggerate | 
| But I saw how hate could make right-thinking people deviate | 
| When they create excuses for the nooses and reasons for the bleeding | 
| But nothing made as much sense as «Seeing is believing» | 
| I can’t stop crying | 
| This isn’t human | 
| Only illusion, but I’m trying | 
| What I saw will defy | 
| Too many dead to identify | 
| Cities disappear and whole families die | 
| So when you deny, spreading lies my mind burns with the pictures left behind | 
| Please look inside my eye and tell six million Earth citizens why | 
| All I want to know is how the hell can you deny? | 
| How the hell can you deny? | 
| How the hell can you deny? | 
| How the hell can you deny… | 
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