Standing in the snow
Human cattle gathered close
Naked feet bleeding raw
And frozen in their tattered clothes
Iron horse approach
Shining in the moonlight
An ill omen of change
Leads to fates worse than death
Chariot awaits
Crammed inside wooden box
Black leather and silver skulls with
Soulless eyes watch every move
Death train sounds its cry
Charge forward into the night
Plow through icy tracks across
The cold gray countryside
The concrete fortress enters sight
A factory of the dead
Approaching final destination
Full speed ahead!
Iron pounding iron
Gliding under winter skies
The furnace roars with wretched heat
Black smoke fills lungs and tears the eyes
The rhythmic chugging never ends
There are no other stops
Until the end of the line is reached
To rip your life apart
A sleek machine of impending death
A transport for the damned
Crammed like sardines in cattle cars
Leaving the dead all where they stand
No way to rest no food to eat
No room to even sit
Encaged like wild animals
Wallowing in their own shit
The concrete fortress enters sight
A factory of the dead
Approaching final destination
Full speed ahead!
The concrete fortress enters sight
A factory of the dead
Approaching final destination
Full speed ahead!
Pull into the station
Inside the prison walls
The gates are locked and towers manned
No escaping from barbed wire halls
Give the strong a number
Execute the weak
The able work until they drop
Only death sets them free