What will you do the gastaps turn? Where you be when the bodies burn? you just watch as the cattle trucks roll by? Pretend it isn't Turn a eye?
See the army quietly passing by? Heard the helicopters in little bit of sky? Have you seen the squad cars packed with boys in you ever wondered what they're there to do?
The ashes at Auschwitz are just a leap. When is threatened, life 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 paper of in the street. Pictures in the history books of human meat. Auschwitz now a 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.
Don't wait for it to to you, it surely will. The guardians of the are trained to search, and kill.
The ashes at Auschwitz are just a leap. When power is threatened, is cheap. Don't that they won't do it, 'Cuz they do. But this around, the pawns are me and you. There's people at this moment. fingers on the trigger.
There's loyalty and royalty to make violence figure. Allegiance to the flag say as they lock the prison door Allegiance to normality is lobotomies are for.
God, queen and country, they say got the choice. speech for all, if you've got no voice. Propaganda on the airwaves, the way to live. Not for you and me, the alternative.
They look for peace in with 10,000 squady boys. Torture in their and their other ploys. keep us all in line and they'll keep us on our toes. But if we against their power see how violence grows.
Read it in the paper rebellious youth, but it's them that are so violent, it's them that the truth.
in line, or pay the cost. Do you they care, when another life's lost?
The ashes at Auschwitz are a small leap. When power is threatened, is cheap. Don't think that they do it, they already do. But this around, the pawns are me and you.