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You saved your people long ago, Sending plagues upon pharaoh

Frogs and files, and grievous murrain, Rivers of blood, boils and blains,

First born dead, hail and thunder, Locust swarms, darkness asunder,

You led your kind from pain and death, To a promised land where mosses said set my people free

Now is here and here is now, Hear our prayers in Birkenau

In open graves your people lie, Blood and piss etched in their eyes

Why did you, oh god of creation, Abandon us to death and cremation?

Moloch lives in Nazi hate, But where is mosses, I hear his cry of

Set my people free

This is the oblivious veil of hate, where men are like worms without eyes,

Just silhouettes in disguise, Wheezy pendulums of times unending night.

I drown amongst the clamorous throes, A climbing tumult upon an empty sky,

Like rats we are, caught in a trap, far from Moab, and the Promised Land

Like fish on hooks, skinned alive, block 11, no one survives

A bullet shot, a coffin nail, left to rot, in a potters field

Armageddon has come this hour, but where is Mosses, I can hear his cry of

Set my people free

In Babylon long ago, A people lost by dismal woe

We believed in god up high, No chosen race, a race forgotten

Worms are we despised and rotten, Apathy is all we are

Where is Mosses? I can hear his cry of

Set my people free…