Answering depression with dictatorship
Quashing the workers‘ movements, revoking their success
Cracking down on free speech and on those who dissent
Uniting conflicting classes under völkisch ideology
Blaming the crisis on plots by the Jews
Promoting racism against Gypsies and Slavs
Marking those lacking in productivity whilst
Organizing credits to prepare the war machine

We betrayed our children
We spoiled their innocence

Rounding up those getting in the way of the new order
Dissidents, gays, antisocials, communists, and Slavs
Disowning Jews and shipping them to concentration camps
Eradicating those deemed parasites in the factories of death
Raiding to try and finance the deficits
Enslaving, raping, and hunting for Jews
Pursuing the goal of their total annihilation
Leaving nothing but scorched earth to the advancing adversaries

Adventure vacations at Hitler Youth camps
Indoctrination is fun
Marching, fighting, and shooting guns
Preparing children for war

We betrayed our children
We spoiled their innocence
In our own delusion we set the world ablaze
And left nothing but ruins for them to play
By our own delusion we taught them to hate
And made them wear themselves down in the final stand

A man lives in the house, playing with the snakes
He whistles his Jews in a row, has them shovel a grave in the ground

Death is a German-born master
His eyes are blue
He lets his hounds loose on us
He grants us a grave in the air
Death is a German-born monster
Driven by ideology
The only way to stop him
Is not words, but artillery

Black milk of dawn, we drink it and drink it
And darkly, the strings get scraped for the dance

Yet, in the final hour of their bitter defeat
Everything will be forgotten and denied
As the nation falls and the death camps are freed
The perpetrators will claim victimhood again

Oh, Shulamith