Once withen let pain begin
Screeching wheels
Grind to a halt
Left or right, right or left
Holding back the dogs
Seperation…….
Horror and dispair……
Liquidation……..
The smoke is in the air
Tread the road to heaven
Culminating a state of limbo
At the edge of the pit
Machine gun clatter rings
A final thought
The beatings continue
At a feverish pace
By the orders of natural selection
And a goal to erase
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