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Job, the man of faith. So devout, despite his life of loss.
May I follow in his lead?
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When the law comes for you, who do you call for? If you listen to the shrieking on the trains, it's either God or your Mother.
A creator. That what made us can surely protect us.
If you had cared to listen, and we had stood up before the clock ran dry.
But we didn't. "It" wasn't happening, despite that no one dared to define "It"
"It" is just what it is. First "It" was the new Führer. Then "It" was the exclusion.
No Jews Allowed.
"It" is an unknown. Fluid in where and when. Why. Who.
Here.
Him.
Dance, jester. On your pedestal of glass.
Don't you make a wrong move, it shatters.
An entertainer is entertainment, that is what you are.
Do not cry, it's not pretty for a man like you.
They ask you to sing, and you will. Dance to their hearts, keep yourself alive.
Comfort yourself.
Talented enough to be kept around.
The pigs will swarm you, cannibalistic. And they will gain a hunger in their eyes from you.
For you.
Irony. Laughable, if you were fed enough to laugh.
It only matters whether you take it up the ass if you're not a Nazi, apparently. They sure seem to be into it.
Not really, they'd never submit to anyone. Not to a Jew Dog.
And you will take it, you will not say no. You knew those who say no.
That's why they get churned through the machines, turned to smoke and ash. They "disappear"
You doubt you're the only genius here who knows where they go. Not much work to force out of a baby.
They don't seperate the mothers. Easier to let them go together.
The old songs, you still sing them. Not out of wanting to, of making the work easier. You will sing them.
Because you can't say no. You can't say no and survive.
You can say yes, and not want to survive. They make you let them win. A jew taking itself out rids them of dirty hands.
It would be the easiest feat in the world, the fences are electrified. Stop working and wait for the bullet. Try to run and not get far.
There are thse who do, they try. They will be returned and shot. And you will hear it, it will not be quick.
When you have lived another night, you have your privileges. Entertainment can get close.
Nazi's will drop from exhaustion before you do.
You only need one bullet, take fate into your hands.
Now is the time to have faith. God has not abandoned you. And your faith will survive this too.
These pigs know none of God, the unwashed evil of the world.
The way out is through that old faith, renew yourself and your prayer.
This too shall pass.