Front Line Assembly - Modus operandi

In silence they scream How needless they suffer Dying for the freedom But someone has to pay No one hears their agony The torture and abuse Simple human dignity Is lost in the fuse While the rest of the world Smiles in all its horror Crushing all of mankind For profit, greed and glory Will no one help those Who believe in compassion? This equality of life Is just not a fashion They hide in the shadows The torture goes on This permanent sadness They have to be strong They suffer in silence The fighting goes on This permanent sadness They have to be strong They won't be forgotten One day they will rise Eternal devotion Their souls will fly high This engraving cesspool Which man has devoured Is slowly getting to The very last hour In silence they scream How needless they suffer Dying for their freedom Like Christ's last supper