You were what you were Clean cut, unbecoming Recreation for the masses You always mistook fists for flowers Welcome welcome soldier smiling Funeral march for agony's last edge 6 million screaming souls Maybe misery - maybe nothing at all Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing Never counted - never mattered - never be Arbeit macht frei Transports of invalids Hartheim Castle breathes us in In block 5 we worship malaria Lagerstrasse, poplar trees Beauty lost, dignity gone Rascher surveys us butcher bacteria Welcome welcome soldier smiling Soon infected, nails broken hunger's a word 6 million screaming souls Maybe misery - maybe nothing at all Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing Never counted - never mattered - never be Drink it away, every tear is false Churchill no different Wish the workers bled to a machine