holocaust
I lay on this plank and hay;
watching as we all fade.
I see the man next to me die;
but for some reason I can't cry.
I've been here in hell,
as men around me fell.
This place has no escape;
we are kept in here like apes.
I have no shoes on my feet,
no soles to walk on peat.
I am to small to survive
but they say I must strive.
I am tired and can't go on;
I know I'm already to far gone.
That is how I ended up in the hay;
watching as I fade.
I know I am the next to die
and for me no one will cry.
watching as we all fade.
I see the man next to me die;
but for some reason I can't cry.
I've been here in hell,
as men around me fell.
This place has no escape;
we are kept in here like apes.
I have no shoes on my feet,
no soles to walk on peat.
I am to small to survive
but they say I must strive.
I am tired and can't go on;
I know I'm already to far gone.
That is how I ended up in the hay;
watching as I fade.
I know I am the next to die
and for me no one will cry.
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