Hideout - Sons of Abraham [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

The desert in this place does not resemble home / the children here are aging from the hate they've been shown / packaged and imported, their youth has been distorted by the culture of their fathers and the sorties of drones / we're calling our time the long peace / but we've never escaped from this historical pain / the sons of abraham must see / that they're seeking absolution but are one and the same / we give our lives up as martyrs here / the writing is on the wall now / we'll be remembered as heroes here / we'll do it for those we love / i promise you my love that i'll return to you / when i've made my peace with fate and seen this calling through