Hello boy come watch your father yeild,

ILL SHOW YOU THE HUNT IN THE FEILD,

YOUR A YOUNG LAD READY TO SEE THE TRUTH,

IM SO GLAD YOU WATCH WITH YOUR YOUTH,

I CAN STAND HERE AS YOU FETCH THESE BUGS,

WE CAN USE THERE FAT AS SOAP AND SKIN AS RUGS,

SO BOY SIT NEXT TO ME AND SMELL THAT MONEY COME IN SO CLEAN,

BOY THIS IS NATURAL YOUR EYES ARE BLUE, THIS IS TRUE NOT SO MEAN.

SO AS I GREW I NOTICED THE SILENCE OF THE WAR, THE WIND WOULD FALL,

NO YELLING IN THE WOODS, AND NO MOTHERS TO HER THERE CHILD CALL.

I AM HERE AS MY FATHERS WILL, IN THIS GOD FORSAKEN PLACE

WERE TOWERS OF NAILS AND FOR DESSERT IS MACE.

I AM HRE WITH TORCHERE SOULS, BURNED WOMEN AND MEN,

I CANT BELIEVE THIS NOW, AND CANT BELIEVE IT THEN.

I WISH I WAS DIFFERENT I WISH I WAS LIKE THEM.

I AM HERE EVERYDAY AND NIGHT, WITH LIGHTS THAT TURN INTO DUST,

WERE NO LIFE IS FOUND, ONLY HEARTS WITH RUST.

I HAVE TO HURT, I HAVE TO KILL, I HAVE TO DO THIS,

I WISH I HAD LOVE, AND I WISH THAT I HAD BLISS,

BUT AS A NAZI SOLDIER, AS I WATCHED THIS AS A CHILD,

ALL I HAVE IS GUILT, ALL I HAVE ARE TEARS SO WILD,

ALL I HAVE ARE NUMBERS TO BURY INSTEAD OF MONEY,

I HAVE NO SWEATHEART, I HAVE NO HONEY.

BUT AS I MUST DO THIS OR I SHALL PARISH IN TIME,

I HERE THIS AS A NOTE LIKE A BURNING CHIME.

BUT IT WAS WHEN I FELL IN LOVE WITH A WOMEN THAT I TURNED,

THE COLD I TO MUCH I RATHER BE BURNED,

THIS IS NOT ME, NOT WHO I AM, ITS CONTAGOUS AND NO GLORY,

SO THIS IS WHY I WANT TO CHANGE THIS STORY.

I HURT TO MUCH AND CAUSED TO MUCH PAIN,

A LIFE I HAD, INCOGNITO, AND PLAIN.

I DROVE MY SELF TO HERE HER WHISPERS IN HER DREAMS,

I WATCHED HER DAY AND NIGHT FOR YEARS IT SEAMS,

AS I SAW HER BOTH SIDES LIKE THAT OF A COIN,

THEY KILL HER SO I FIGURE I HAVE TO JOIN,

THIS IS MY LETTER BEFORE I GO, I WANT YOU TO READ THIS LETTER,

BECAUSE MY SON, YOU OUT OF EVERYONE WOULD KNOW THIS BETTER,

SO I AM SORRY I LOST MY WILL AND SORRY FOR WHAT YOU SEEN,

I NEVER HAD HATE IN MY VAINS, OR EVER WAS TO MEAN.

I LOVED YOU SON, I LOVED YOUR MOTHER DEAR,

SO TH ONE IN CHARGE I THE BOY IN THE MIRROR.

ABEL AUSHZ

AUGEST 3RD, 1943