4 acessos
The vultures circle over dead silence,
And the eyes of the Krematorium blaze.
This lead foot crushing my chest,
Is the silence of six million dead.
Night, night, night without end.
No dawn comes, night without end.
A judgement upon,
The rotting corpse of the earth...
A fog descends,
Over Birkenau.
Night, night, night without end.
No dawn comes, night without end.