Treblinka

There is a wickedness in the mind of man The man of mind can dream up such bone chilling efficient machinations Of Death And Cruelty. Suffering, unequaled in the bloody Annals of man must Never be surpassed in the History of the Future. The poor huddled Wretches waiting for their lives to be Snuffed out like those of the Flies amongst which they Live. The hopes and dreams of each new day are dashed by a darkness that can only be Pierced by the light of a thousand souls Floating to Heaven.