Holocaust by Bullet

Hear me, oh hear me One voice to speak for many Lost souls, no one to mourn for us To say Kaddish for us The good, the bad, the pious and impious Young, old, man, woman, child No discrimination In this congregation of death Frozen here for eternity In a dose embrace that locks our bones Our souls, oh yes our souls Held in this place of terror and horror Waiting on the edge of pits Dug with our own hands For death, extermination No chance to hold your loved ones in your arms To comfort Ripped from life by bullet, and blind hatred Our souls never finding their way home Still here, held in those final moments We have vanished from life As if we never were No names, no memories remain Of who and what we were But hear this plea and Pray that these countless souls Will find their way to peace Their torment ending Pray for us all The victims and those souls scarred and mutilated By the deeds that brought us here That healing grace may release us and With eyes opened Will see the light Which will take us home To peace and freedom Be this out witness A witness to our existence and extermination Hear this one voice speaking for us all HEAR US