Hollow Cost


United States
29° 46' 7.986" N, 94° 52' 22.1124" W

Steady knocks upon the doors of the town.
Lest they know the reign ascending soon there,
But the silence grew where once was viewed dear.
They were lured away with but a gown.

Welcome! Welcome! Your new home awaits you!
Listen! Listen! And you will be safe!
For your only hope is imminent strafe!
The world is for us, and against the Jew!

Now, you shall go left, and you shall go right.
The left live another day and the right die!
Don’t worry; their faith will keep them alright.
You are not a human, why must you cry?
Don’t worry; you are granted a grave site.
What’s this in the distance? A battle cry?


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