What will you do the gastaps turn? Where will you be the bodies burn? Will you just watch as the cattle roll by? it isn't happening? Turn a eye?
See the army convoys quietly by? Heard the helicopters in little bit of sky? you seen the squad cars packed with boys in blue? Have you wondered what they're there to do?
The ashes at Auschwitz are a small leap. When power is threatened, is cheap. Don't think they won't do it, 'Cuz they do. But this around, the pawns are me and you.
Pictures in the of soldiers in the street. Pictures in the history books of rotting meat. now a tourist spot for the cockle-eye to pry. Still in working for you and I.
of the victims of gas of gun and bomb. Inheritance of violence in the bookshelves of home.
wait for it to come to you, 'cuz it will. The guardians of the state are to search, and kill.
The ashes at Auschwitz are a small leap. power is threatened, life is cheap. Don't think that they do it, 'Cuz they do. But time around, the pawns are me and you. There's people at this moment. fingers on the trigger.
There's loyalty and to make their violence figure. Allegiance to the flag they say as they the prison door to normality is what lobotomies are for.
God, and country, they say we've got the choice. Free speech for all, if got no voice. on the airwaves, here's the way to live. Not for you and me, the alternative.
They look for peace in with 10,000 squady boys. Torture in their prisons and their ploys. They'll keep us all in line and they'll us on our toes. But if we stand against their see how violence grows.
Read it in the about rebellious youth, but it's them that are so violent, them that hide the truth.
in line, or pay the cost. Do you think they care, when another life's
The ashes at Auschwitz are a small leap. When power is threatened, is cheap. Don't think they won't do it, 'Cuz they do. But time around, the pawns are me and you.