We were anxious to find out what was going on with the Jew. The Saumensch and I walked out and onto the streets, apart at a distance, careful of any danger around us. As we walked over onto Pariser Platz, we saw that there was a public execution today. A couple of Nazis were gathered around a feeble man, short and skinny, who appeared to be a Jew. The Saumensch and I stepped closer, seeing that it wasn't our Jew, but only to be halted par one of the Nazis on command. "HALT! What brings toi here?" I answered calmly, "We've just come par to greet toi fine men. Heil Hitler." The Nazi nodded briefly, and said, "Heil Hitler. Have a nice day, and be on your way now. We have business to attend to." We nodded back in reply. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black-clothed figure, and he was stooping above a Nazi. No one seemed to see him though. Matna and I strolled across slowly, glancing at the peculiar happening. Matna a dit to me, "Carls...is that...the Jew?" I looked at her and a dit solemnly, "I do believe it is." The Jew was stooped above the Nazi we had just talked to. With one brief salute, the black-clothed Jew swung a broken glass bottle at the Nazi's forehead, and with one blow, the Nazi went down, cold. Matna and I knew that this was no place to be. The Nazis might take us away for questioning if they suspected that we were the ones guilty of the murder. We sprinted down the rue and locked ourselves in our houses for the rest of the evening. Murders. Twice already. Could it get any worse?
Power
toi are possessed
par this world
This so called better future
Is destroying you
At what cost
The fame ou the fortune
It isn't worth it
Haven't toi seen
The corruption
Power brings
Too much of a good thing
Becomes worthless in the end
Don't be like that
Help yourself
Save yourself from this
This unplanned future
Power brings one thing
Death
There is no way around it
It will soon take over
It will become your life
This power that toi long for
Shall be a death sentence for you
I wish toi luck
I hope toi see the way
The way I speak of
How power isn't healthy
And not apart of your diet
Turn away
From the temptation
That power can bring
Forget it
Forget everything
The money
The fame
The power
Don't look back
Behind toi is the head
The head of evil
The head of power
toi are possessed
par this world
This so called better future
Is destroying you
At what cost
The fame ou the fortune
It isn't worth it
Haven't toi seen
The corruption
Power brings
Too much of a good thing
Becomes worthless in the end
Don't be like that
Help yourself
Save yourself from this
This unplanned future
Power brings one thing
Death
There is no way around it
It will soon take over
It will become your life
This power that toi long for
Shall be a death sentence for you
I wish toi luck
I hope toi see the way
The way I speak of
How power isn't healthy
And not apart of your diet
Turn away
From the temptation
That power can bring
Forget it
Forget everything
The money
The fame
The power
Don't look back
Behind toi is the head
The head of evil
The head of power