Fleshpress - Grief

Millions upon millions

I can’t even count

Pointless human butchery

Will it ever stop

Men, women and children

A never ceasing flow of life

Thrust into horrid death chambers

To satisfy the fuhrer’s blight

Administer the poison

The deadly zyklon b

The fucking nazi bastards laugh

While everone else screams

The bodies packed so tight

So tight you can’t believe

Roasting pits and mass graves

Conceal this atrocity

Six million dead — for nothing