[Verse 1]

Broken hands of the people

Grip a lifetime of failure

Make up new names to call our children

Is not the right way to create

[Chorus]

History is not a thing we talk about amongst our friends

History is not a thing that broken souls escape so easily

[Verse 2]

Reading lines I translated

To understand their true meaning

Pulled apart by my conscience

I never knew, I never knew

[Chorus]

History is not a thing we talk about amongst our friends

History is not a thing that broken souls escape so easily