The Final Parting
"Resist" she screams running from ash
Broken and torn but not turning back
"Resist" she chants springing through the gates
Into a field where death awaits
"Resist" she cries as the bombs go off
Fleeing into an open range
"Resist" she sobs alone at last
Until she feels a hands firm clasp
"Resist" she wails as she's ripped back
Stuck in a cage and drenched in gas
"Resist" she moans clawing the walls
Hoping to escape the camps grave halls
"Resist" she sighs one more thought
though covered in ash "I'm Free at Last"
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