The stripes on my back

Tell a story of old

The trails of blood

Etched in flesh so cold

I carry the scars inside and out

Horrors forever branded in my memory

Atrocities so unbelievable

Once sealed up so cleverly

I can tell things done

That would stop your heart

Hebrew children used as gator bait

Hebrew men tore apart

Hebrew women ravished

Sometimes to death

Hebrews treated worse than shit

Until their last breath

These stripes on my back

Tell stories so kind

Compared to the truth

You’ll one day find

The truth is breaking forth

Hebrews open your eyes and see

All the things once hidden from us

Somehow we got the key