Discolored in envy that melts in the dust,preparing the graves for the meek
Groups into groups stacked high in the street,forever the problem will sleep
Sabra & Chatila
Victims of vengeance,reprisals so quick,bystanders calm in their wait
The costumes of Hades that empty the void,the mutters of protest too late
Sabra & Chatila
Slowly the days erode all the shock,memories so slow to recall
The people are butchered we all stand & watch,delusions of god for us all
Sabra & Chatila
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
