Holocaust, freedom lost The price we pay, for living our way Obey the norm, conform or be gone
Please just let us die alone We are soon going home We are not fit to live among you Prejudice makes itself true A self fulfilling prophecy When your point of view became ideology We are no longer of utility In our new order for society Only those who comply shall pass Into your new utopias black mass
Please supply us with the means to die We are unworthy to exist by your side Since we became to ill for slavery Only a burden to society
The morning bell, another day in hell A master-plan, to those who understand So many in pain, still their hands remain clean
We are sorry for opposing you But our last virtue is the truth You are the servants of the ruling class Safe when bowing to their lies Infected with sympathy We pose a threat to your reality We are no longer welcome in your lives So please provide us with the means to die We are the symptoms of dystopia Our extinction shall bring forth your paradise