for every one of us you injure
we kill a thousand
decimated
slaughtered
your old torn apart, young shackled and tortured
half a century after hell on earth it's returned
we resurrect, recreate what we loathe most
vomiting recrimination to the world that just, stood by
and watched
where were you when we were marched into the chambers?
the horror of that nightmare, will never be over
the death camps have returned to haunt you
but now one-time victims, orchestrate this slaughter
the cycle of hate can't be broken
those who throw stones today, will some day murder millions
for every one of us the world betrayed
we will be retributed, in blood
it shall be paid
half a century from now the curse still lives
on the endless need for genocide,
passed on father down to son
