The Holocaust

The darkness covers me like a warm cloak And yet my body is as cold as ice The stars glimmer in the sky like fireworks As they let off bursts of heat into the atmosphere I feel locked inside these four walls But I also feel free enough to do what I want The leader is making us March to the sandy outside While our bodies are clothed in stripes The large ovens are waiting for us Yet they are always burning As we dare escape the world around us The men watch us with an evil glare