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The Ghosts Of Dachau
Style Council I close my eyes I reach out my hand And there you are
Beautiful in scabs Caressing my scalp Under the mounts of the gun towers
I shout your name I kick out in dreams And here we are
The searchlight beams The siren squeals And hopeless shuffle to certainty
The crab lice bite The typhoid smells And I'm still here
Handsome in rags A trouserless man Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Waiting helpless for dignity
Come to me angel Don't go to the showers Beg, steal or borrow Now there's nothing left to take Except eternity
And who will come To flower our graves? With us still here
Covered with dust Remembered by few But forgotten by the majority
Stay with me angel Don't get lost in history Don't let all we suffered Lose it's meaning in the dark That we call memory
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