My old friends turned against me,
They banned our businessess.
The soldiers robbed my home, took my things,
I heard their jackboots, and hid.

MY family hid for a time,
We hid from them, the bloody Reich.
They got my friend,
Send him away, pray his time isn't gonna end.

They got us.  Jackboots knocked down the door,
Shot my brother, captured me,
The rest escaped.  I hope there aren't more.
Where is the Lord?

They put me in a group,
Herded and sealed in boxcars.
All naked, air was scarce.
People died, as we starved

We wondered where we were going,
Someone said we were going to die.
We've been in these cars for days,
More have died.  I haven't said goodbye.
Where is the Lord?

The train pulled into the camp.
The guards forced us out, hearding us like cattle.
They branded us with numbers, we were cattle.
They put our numbers in a box, took whoever was drawn,
It was a dangerous raffle.

The smell was horrendous,
We could see smoking chimneys,
Smelled like flesh burning,
I'm afraid, where is the Lord?

The guards beat me for stealing food,
Jackboots hitting my tired, weak bones.
They put me in a group,
Made us walk towards the bunker.

We were told to strip,
They told us we were getting a shower.
Naked, we gathered in a room.
The guards left us, as we waited.

We heard a squeaking, then a rattling noise,
As pellets dropped to the floor.
It was pebbles, but I heard a noise,
A hissing noise. People started screaming.

Our cries went unheard,
As we dropped, one by one,
Slowly suffocating, dying, praying,
Where was out God?