Manuel Cervantes Taste Of The Holocaust Lyrics

Taste Of The Holocaust Lyrics

There will be no new mornings again

There will be no new water to rain

there will be no next summer

there will be no last supper

there will be just pure moaning and pain



There will be no new letters to send

there will be no new problems to mend

there will be be no more people

all the grief will be equal

there will be no more friendship to lend



the last drop of water

bitter and sour

neverafter



There will be no new plants to grow

there'll be killing you in a straight row

there will be just red bleeding

there will be people pleading

they are taking you as low as you go



the last drop of water

bitter and sour

neverafter



it's the last drop of water

it is bitter and sour

neverafter



it's a taste of the holocaust

it's a taste of the holocaust