Performer

As you are satisfied
When you can see the people before their end.
They are naked and walking to the gasbags.
Gasbags of death.
Oswiecim, Mauthausen, Dachau
Men, women, little children death in their eyes.
You will turn the valve only
And life is the past.
You are clearing out, the ashes, bones
And everything that grows doesn’t cremate
But no piece of pain and sorrow, in you mind.
Oswiecim, Mauthausen, Dachau