(Damascus Syria 1982)
They are the sons of martyrs
Children, they march to certain glory…
As there fathers and grandfathers before them.
They die for a cause … no longer clear
Brainwashed to die, without fear.
They say it is written, that this be the way
So, they march to they’re destiny…
Together they pray.
Thousands cry, Thousands die.
They and their forefathers …know the reasons why.
They die for religion
They die for their faith,
Too many unnamed martyrs
With unmarked graves.
THE UNAMED MARTYRS… (Damascus Syria 1982)
