The stench of charred remains cascades outward,
Draining life from huddled masses
Black out the names, forget their faces
Without a trace, they disappear
They prayed for this, such intrinsic, beneficial genocide
This life is so full of possibilities
That we must purge ourselves of this disgrace
Please wait, perhaps we should think this through
But you make haste to provide for us all
This place is hell and can't be ignored
I hold out hope
This blatant disregard for human life won't be ignored
I hold out hope Such empty promises to your people,
They'll turn on you Your day of judgment will come
I felt the burden of demons on my back
Instead of angels taking me from this
The screams of children echo from the prison,
Conveying torture and regret
Make them suffer for their crimes
The time has come to pay the price