Time Heals Nothing

Martyrs of the world 
bleeding nation weep 
Decades have come to pass 
But scars remain unhealed 

The blood on their hands 
Will wash ours clean 
As we strive for dominance 
And our sacred dream 
Terror awakens 
Death walks among our midst 
Resistance fuel hatred 
And must be crushed beneath an iron fist 

Do unto others 
As they've done to us 
The world must bleed 
As we have bled 

Sins of the past 
Will keep our cause alive 
And as the world try to forget