History Weeps
A country's lost crusade
Reparations stripped them bare
A nation once so proud
Engulfed with emptiness and despair
Evil's doctrine explained by "My Struggle"
Religious hatred bred belief
"The crucifier of our Lord
Is now a rapist or a thief"
As lies turn into hate
Their souls given absolution
Blame a stranger for all ills
Rationalisation for persecution
A number etched on an arm
An inked lasting identification
"A devil needs no name"
Was a mad man's vindication
A solution was made final
Vapours released by the Black skull's fist
Joy Division's melodies played on
For innocence concluding tryst
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