I Believe
Terrible things happen on this earth
Things we do not talk about
People gathered in cattle cars
Lined up against brick walls
Experiments on how many might fall
With one bullet
Children dashed against concrete
We can believe in that day
When the blood will rise
To the bridles if the horses
Some say hell is on earth
Some have seen it here
Even saints have suffered
But the architect of hell knows
Earth is heaven to the denizens
of hell.
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