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Drown the spirit
In the well of sympathy
Guilt imbibed in plenty
In the displays

Shackle the progeny
In bondage chains
Men of tomorrow, walk
Through the sham displays

Choking on diesel fumes
At Treblinka, a tumor removed
Buried and exhumed

Evicted rootless tribe
Burnt outside
Open pyre
Without fuel
In the cold of winter

Led down the halls
Of the Museum of Gas and Mirrors
Since been added to

Parasites of God
Masses deloused to death
In unvented chambers

Stacked four bodies high in the furnace

Led down the halls
Of the Museum of Gas and Mirrors
Led to moral attrition
Led to decay

The empire's imposed destruction,
You now walk...

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