I see a work force, I want to kill it fast
No Jews any more, I want them to burn black
I see the Jews walk by dressed in their Jewish clothes
I have to turn my head until the Jews go
I see the line of Jews and they're all charcoal black
With gasses and some guns, they never will come back
I see people burn their Jews that quickly cooked away
In an flaming oven it just happens everyday
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my jew hoard, And must have it cooked up black
Maybe then I'll gas away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up when your dead in a sack
No more will my yellow gas go turn a deeper blue
I have just foreseen some gasses killing Jews
If I look hard enough into the gas chamber
My Führer will laugh with me before the morning comes
(I want to see your face cooked black
Black as night, black as coal
See the sun blotted out from the sky)