Cold selections, lives at the crossroads
Steps towards the chambers
Parasites, where's your dignity
Subhuman filth, why to cry? You never lived

Grey mass crawling in the mud into the chambers
Last rites of the feeble, prayers unheard
Locked down like rats, soon to perish
Soon to feel the grip that makes you tremble

Screams of agony fills the air, echoes from below
Abominable corpses, submission in those lifeless eyes
Pouring rain whips the ground. Water runs down to the pits
Bodies upon bodies, rotten, decayed

There lies your salvation! There awaits your God
Feeble herd packed to the chamber. You can smell the fear
Lives coming to an end... Abhorrent screams
Lifeless corpses, bodies piled... Those eyes, stare so dead