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