Oh we are not foolish, we do not deny,

So ask yourself the question why?

Uhuh, oh yes, suffer your fate nonetheless. 

So here we go, your final flow,

Ready yourself, for the lethal blow.

Time is done, no time to wait,

Lethality due, time is your fate.

Mmhmmm,

Tell me truthful, of the rolling death,

the machines of wrath, will enjoy your last breath.

Your lies, your hate, your hideous choices,

Give vent to the vengeance of your murdered voices.

No viral plague, this world not ended,

You left your hope, so undefended.

Pathetic and weak, so feeble but true,

This is the story of the weakening you.

The games, the play, the toys of today,

So sacrifice you, in your utter dismay.

The past is now, your pleasant perspective,

We consider you, such a waste defective.

You kindle such fire, such wrath, such hate,

So please do lament your imminent fate.

Ignore, enjoy, complicit in dwindling,

Betray your own, our fire is kindling.

My family fire, last souls desire,

So hang yourself upon the barbed wire.

Ahaa, no way.

The money, the comfort, the greed and the power,

Forget it, dear heart, the gas and your shower.

Your ticket is bought, your fare is paid

You will no further, bountiful raid.

The whistle blows, wheels start to turn,

Your stomach will begin to churn.

Your human soul, such defamation,

Condemns you to your destination.

We screaming tortured souls below,

Beckoning now, please ask me how..

……..

For all the warnings so ignored,

This train for you, yourself adored.

The final whistle calls to full stop,

Your heart and soul does face your last drop.

So here you shall be beat to death,

Draw in your terrified last breath.

For in the morgue, cadaver's last night,

Regenge upon you, so die in birthright.

Betray yourself, you live in delusion,

This fate ahead, it holds no confusion.

Murder, torture, rape surrounds,

Our wicked glee, is free, abounds.

No further time we waste with you,

Spite and greed, your fate is due.

No martyr I, we all know pain,

Ask forgiveness, you rightful slain.

Now for my family, those who did right,

Refuse to accept, the fatal last plight.

Those of us, who did not tire,

We have no regret, your barbed wire.

Perhaps for us, hope yet may be,

Unlike you, we will be free.

Perhaps for us, hope yet may be,

Unlike you, we will be free.

Perhaps for us, hope yet may be,

Unl

ike you, we shall be free.

Unlike you, we are still free…

Forever now, we are yet free.