A Holocaust Flight

They are struggling through a dark world,
They are dying,
They are dying.

The cold is creeping through them,
They are freezing,
They are freezing.

They follow nothing but clouded stars,
They are wandering,
They are wandering.

They can hear soft music, taunting,
They are longing,
They are longing.

They have no where to turn,
They are fighting,
They are fighting.

Dark things behind them chase them,
They are fleeing,
They are fleeing.

Great losses they have suffered,
They are bleeding,
They are bleeding.

The pain is strongly pressing,
They are crying,
They are crying.

Their hope is slowly fading,
They are screaming,
They are screaming.

Their heart beat, as one, is slowing,
They are dying,
They are dying.

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