What will you do the gastaps turn? Where will you be the bodies burn? Will you just watch as the cattle trucks by? Pretend it happening? Turn a eye?
See the army convoys quietly by? Heard the helicopters in little bit of sky? Have you seen the squad cars packed with boys in Have you ever wondered what there to do?
The ashes at Auschwitz are a small leap. power is threatened, life is cheap. Don't think that won't do it, 'Cuz always do. But time around, the pawns are me and you.
in the paper 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.
Photos of the of gas of gun and bomb. of violence in the bookshelves of your home.
Don't wait for it to to you, 'cuz it will. The guardians of the state are to search, and kill.
The ashes at Auschwitz are just a leap. When power is threatened, is cheap. think that they won't 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 royalty to 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 in Iraq with 10,000 squady boys. Torture in their prisons and other ploys. They'll keep us all in line and keep us on our toes. But if we stand against their see how violence grows.
it in the paper 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 care, when another life's lost?
The at Auschwitz are just a small leap. power is threatened, life is cheap. Don't think they won't do it, 'Cuz already do. But time around, the pawns are me and you.