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Rail Road To Hell

Night and day we travel far away from home here we roam the devil can only have pleasure in this soul stealing endeavor. Men, women children all have one thing in common our beliefs which mean our time on earth because of this will be brief. Our masters the devils minions in their eyes our life has no meaning so easy they take away our dignity even the pride we still have hiding deep down in side. Finally were here the end no one's getting out of here alive truly no surprise what i wouldn't give for freedoms sunrise. The name of this place to beautiful to be filled with such hate Auschwitz were fate and faith are mixed with death. One day our masters will see what the devil has in store and soon the world will see, until then pray for us and to those who lost the battle before their eyes got the chance to see.. rest in peace. Cole Hodson Copyright (c) 2006

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