Lyrics:

He beat the drum and lit the fires He sent the messages in vain But the sound of his philosophy Rose above the falling rain And to you who find it difficult To believe in anything I praise you for the outrage At the horror you have seen So I'm trying to remember I try to understand Every holocaust has meaning Not set in stone but drawn in sand And in some cold and barren place He spoke the phrase and thus I heard With every small decision You change a heart You change the world