Enter the darkness of the factory

Where working hard they said would set you free

A desolate place, so bleak and cold

Where horrors would unfold

The train tracks lead to naught bit misery

Upon arrival, families were torn

Beaten and stripped, humiliated and scorned

Like human cattle driven, as to their fate they're given

In the end they'd wish that they were never born

For the destruction of a race

So many died in this dark place

In here they drew their final breath

Here in this factory of death

The stench of death was everywhere

Filling the prisoners with despair

Smoke from the chimney rose, ashes fell like winter snows

Each flake another soul floating in the air

Lambs to the slaughter, walking to their death

In here they drew their final breath

To achieve the genocide, killed by a pesticide

The final solution carried out here in this factory of death