arbeit macht frei
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They have been sleeping for countless years.
They live to teach they live to educate
Through the attentive doors come the mad men.
To throw their knowledge into the fiery den,
Abriet macht frie
the gate had said,
those who entered
new they were dead.
Yellow stars
on their shirts,
made adults
and children hurt.
Everything
that took place,
the mass killing