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 CANTANTE: Bathory
 TITULO:Distinguish To Kill
 
 System the crocked cross
 the code yellow star
 machinery of death will grind
 the trains keep on rolling
 both nearby and far
 the cargo is of abrahams kind
 Gasping for air
 in the stench and the heat
 losing track of the number of days
 only the cramped space
 keeps people afeet
 while all hope vanishes like a haze
 All comes to hault
 and the doors slam wide open
 then all are called out on the ground
 a sweet sour smell
 fills all lungs on the platform
 the roar of the death machine sounds
 Phallos of death
 giant chimneys arise
 spewing ashes and fire way high
 the disciplin of racial purity
 the code by which you all
 fuckin' must die
 Distinguish to kill
 distinguish to kill
 Shiny black leather boots
 peaked caps in grey
 sporting the deaths head mean grin
 yellow star patch
 and pink triangle displayed
 numbers inked into bear skin
 Rows of barbed wire
 high voltaged in miles
 ensurance to kill all last hope
 the only way out of this hell is to go
 through the chimney
 like thick burning smoke
 Burning the bodies
 the owens glow white
 as the heat cracks the skulls open wide
 bodily human fluids joins the melted fat
 running down the collecting pipes
 Now grinding the piles
 of burned bones to powder
 the system perfected and complete
 all to attain and remain in purity racialy
 the wheels turn in deaths industry
 
 
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