Intro:
Build up of various news casts


SANDS Chorus 1:
Let's talk about it, Cambodia 1975, mortars, shell shocks
People fleeing by the flock, the Khmer Rough invasion
Just a moment too shy, bloodshed quickly filled the streets
Knock knock, breaking through doors, busted glass
People dragged and pulled out of their homes
Many tried to escape the grabs but you can only run so far
Before a NATO round catches you in the dome
Soldiers in red quickly filled the streets
Tanks and crazy communist maniacs shooting
Shooting, killing in a heartbeat, in their eyes
They showed an evil in progress, one by one
We were loaded and taking to a place called death
As they protested to why, quickly they reloaded
Pointed and yelled and then shot at the rest


Verse 1:
Ayo the feeling is sick, still gives me the chills
Thinking about what had happen in Cambodia, in the killing fields
People dying left and right for a cause uncertain
A radical regime was bent on making each person
To give up ownership to rights and personal property
Kicked everyone outta their homes to lurk in poverty
Denied a choice to decide how you can live
Forced everyone to work with guns poking your ribs, imagine this
A 16 hour work shift with no break
Lunch was fist full of rice and rain was all you can drink
Your daily wages was stayin alive
But if you dared to complain, a bullet lodged inside your skull was your prize
Anybody educated would get instant execution
If you had any smarts, you'd shut up and play stupid
The stench of death was everywhere you went
All of this blood shed for a cause that made no kind of sense


SANDS Chorus 2:
Imagine yourself running out of time, waiting in line
Before entering through them hell gates, walking in
And witnessing them murder their own kind
Imagine yourself a part of a genocide, unlike suicide
You had to abide by the tryrannical rules
Using each human being involved as their death tools
Imagine crying at night all alone, wondering where's your mom
Where's your dad, it feels like you're talking on a phone
And then all of the sudden, nothing but a dial tone
Ask yourself this question, "Aren't you glad?"
Imagine each parts of your body covered inch by inch
By grenade shrapnels, blood covered, the pain unbearable
Everybody is just staring, looking at you, now rendered, useless


Verse 2:
My heart goes out to everybody that faced these tragedies
And holocaust where many family members were casualties
Gradually, the wounds heal but left with scars
Some are still haunted by these memories and left in distraught
Sadly though, not every evil doer's in prison
They just slipped through our so called justice system
So much death and destruction these wars have brought
Seemed like a slap on the wrist was all these murderers got
So I can't help but feel the victims of a holocaust
From all parts of the world to every life that was lost
It's sad to know one's happening now
Darfur is going through genocide famine and drought, but
Are we to busy to stop a moment and care?
Man, at least take a minute and give em prayer
They deserve to live life about as much as you do
I'm sure you'd want some help too if this happened to you


SANDS Chorus 3:
Here me out, listen to me now, everyday we live we think of ourselves
But for one moment try humbling yourselves
Think about the people, don't ask me how, listen to their story
Their testimony, bring yourself into their lives, try understanding
And relating to their spoken story, history in the making
Is you making a difference to many lives, by realizing the truth
In between the lines you hold the key to each day
And making it easier for the people in bad times
As you go through each day I ask that you pray
Pray for the ones that have lost their whole family tree
For the people who are stuck in chaos for the moment they can be set free
Pray that your thoughts will become words, and your words, actions


Verse 3:
A mother of three, with her husband just searching for hope
Stuck in this modern day holocaust, so hard just to cope
A rebel regime overthrowing the government troops
Knocking down doors, invading homes and all hell breaks loose
Especially when they seperate her from her husband and kids
Moved to concentration camps and forced to work in the fields
She surrendered just to avoid any blood being spilled
Only to find her husband and kids been recently killed
The pain is agonizing crushing what is left of her heart
She could've easily let go and let it all fall apart
But she's determined, living was a purpose she wouldn't fail
Helped the folks that suffered with her to escape from this hell
Made it through a refugee camp, started a new family
Sponsored by America, where's she's living free and happily
It's a wonder how she can smile at all
You can call her an unsung hero but I call her my mom