Zaburon - Sickly Theatre lyrics

The train of d**h Continue his mad run, Unknown is the destination. Many questions, many doubts, Immense terror. Terrible visions appear, The painful child cry Unable to understand and to will. People dejected Over their excrement, Gagged like dirty animal. They are guilty to be alive, Our lives destroyed By the humour of tyrants. A long barbed wire, Dogs and guardians, A sickly theatre. The sight was obscene, Thousand of people dying Without a name. Bar code men Enslaved like beasts Left into the mud, Dressed by gray uniforms Masks of blood Without an expression, Trembling corpses. Their eyes reflect A painful trip. A big tower dominate the scene Spreading ashes and dust, Doom on the fields. A long barbed wire, Dogs and guardians, A sickly theatre. We can't see… They have to go To the tower To meet their carnage