Segregated Holocaust

Текст песни AM I BLOOD - Segregated Holocaust <br/> Senile strained hand ascends over dawnTrying to reach inanimate facesAnd no one ever has felt misanthropyFreezing ice like igniting pearlWater flows a sorrow to emptinessDeriding thoughts from a dead will to the distance( )<br />In the time from strenght to debilityLittle child aligning dead hearts to appeasing airNothing&#039;s alive nothing stands anymoreThere&#039;s left only silence and lownessEverything that they could understandThey deny it over and overIn the state from weakness to perfectionIt forces my shoulders harder and lowerIf I could I would rise over anguished criesOver my cry that no one has heardFor the first time the thoughts are escapingCan you see I&#039;m older and olderWant to leave this century&#039;s old dayIf the world isn&#039;t the inner of myselfI&#039;be been soldSegregated holocaustUnaffectedHolocaust of segregationI&#039;be been soldSegregated holocaustUnaffectedHolocaust of segregationIn my own peaceThe blood of my heart is dry as a bleaknessDescending down to pieces and piecesTo the ground that encloses nothingnessA hand close to death won&#039;t feel the last strainI&#039;be been soldSegregated holocaustUnaffectedHolocaust of segregationI&#039;be been soldSegregated holocaustUnaffectedHolocaust of segregationIn my own peace