Trapped in this cold world,
slavery,
hungry,
corpses sown in the ground,
food for the cannibal.

My mind only
remembers
"arbeit macht frei",
death waits for no one.

Dying in this hell,
a massive holocaust,
pathetic slavery
comes of my guts.

The blood are on the floor,
the dogs of those soldiers eat them,
we are misery,
we arrived by train,
we die in gas chambers
pure fucking holocaust!

Dying in this hell,
a massive holocaust,
pathetic slavery
comes of my guts
of my guts...
of my guts...
of my guts...

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