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Can you hear the ghostly echoes
of pitiful sobs and screams?
ringing across the ghettos
amongst the fields of green

See those dreadful towers
whence the wolves keep watch on sheep
that toil amongst the flowers
digging graves six feet deep

Feel the ground tremble
as the jackboots come marching
see the hopes crumble
when the death's heads come charging

The Gates of Dachau stand open
yawning darkness lies within
where many lives are broken
in this pit of despair and sin

Watch as families are torn apart
husband from wife, mother from child
genocide perfected to an art
in this place most defiled

Behold the silent progression
as the bakers are led to the oven
their only crime is their yarmulke
victims of an unholy coven

Behold the silent audience
that witness this circus of death
their only crime is their silence
as humanity takes its dying breath

The Gates of Dachau stand open
its walls a monument to infâme
where never a word was spoken
and heads now hang in shame