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Silence
From the cellar down the halls
Silence
Is running down the walls
Silence
Never sorry when it calls
Doesn't disappear at all
Just rolls up like a ball
Pretending to be small
Then buries you in a fog
The silence
They died inside the death camps
Don't talk about the Jews
We were starving in our country
We Germans suffered too
Though we heard the Jews went somewhere
Did we give our Führer thanks
When he dressed the kids in uniforms
And fed 'em to the tanks
But karma always sends the bill
You can't take nothing back
We knew our homes would be destroyed
We could be sure of that
We learned to live like gypsies
We Germans wandered too
We knew we would pay dearly
For what we did to all the Jews
Silence
From the cellars down the halls
Silence
Is running down the walls
Silence
Never sorry when it calls
Doesn't disappear at all
It just rolls up like a ball
Pretending to be small
Then buries you in a fog
The silence
The silence
School books in the kitchen
History climbs the stairs
TV shows and magazines
It was always in the air
In school we heard about the Jews
And the guilt we had to bear
We paid our reparations
To keep the silence always near
Hitler promised our salvation
Here's to the master race
Children, church and kitchen
He threw it in our face
He put us in his crosshairs
For any battle he could choose
We tried but don't you dare forget
He killed our people too
Then the silence
From the cellar down the halls
Silence
Is running down the walls
Silence
Never sorry when it calls
Doesn't disappear at all
It just rolls up like a ball
Pretending to be small
Then buries you in a fog
The silence
The silence
Are we angry at our leader
For taking us to war?
Are we angry at our leader
When the bombings brought the horror?
Are we angry at our leader
For not finishing the job?
Are we angry at our Führer
'Cause he didn't go far enough?
Remember the old Jewish man
Who survived the Holocaust
Who didn't share his suffering
Spared his children from the loss
Silence can be gift wrapped
To hide the misery
To a life and better future
Not work will make you free
Nicht Arbeit macht dich frei
But words to make you die
Then the silence
From the cellar down the halls
Silence
Running down the walls
Silence
Never sorry when it calls
Doesn't disappear at all
It just rolls up like a ball
Pretending to be small
Then it buries you in a fog
The silence
The silence
Silence
Silence