Work Sees You Dead
A sign that casts the longest shadow
It reads works sets you free
Nether a politians prejudice
or a capitalists pay packet
these will not set you free
The cremation chimmney
will still burn bright
Whether a life cut short
by genocide or work
theres no escape
for you and me
the language of persecution
Knows no borders
colour nor religon
Arbeit macht frei
Arbeit sieht dich tot
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