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
Copyright © Cole Beck | Year Posted 2006
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