Experiment victims walk by on a hill
With berries in aprons, I see them still
See black empty eyes staring, no hair, yet ahead
There's no dignity there, they're not living, not dead

Swayback, and ripchord and parachute face
Were pulled from the water and put in a place
I've not been to, but what you'll find
Is the kommandment hoarding the vegetable rinds

It's not like they mattered
Who sucked out your spirit?
Listen how we shout at them
They can't hear it

It's not fair
And it seems impossible
That it happened at all
That there were people who saw
The herb girls of birkenau

The herb girls of birkenau walk by on a hill
With berries in aprons, I still see them still

It's not fair
And it seems impossible
That it happened at all
That there were people who saw
The herb girls

But what's fair?
Anything is possible
But can you understand that there were
People who saw the herb girls?

It's not fair
And it seems impossible
That it happened at all
That there were people who saw
The herb girls of birkenau

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Writer(s): MELORA "RASPUTINA" CREAGER