Like I said, it was a dark and foggy night. I thought my eyes were deceiving me. I think I saw a Jew. This time around, there are practically no Jews. They are either in concentration camps- awaiting their death, atau dead already. The Nazis are not being easy with the Jews. This Jew was covered with a black cloth, and he appeared to be standing over a cowering boy, twelve years old of age at least. I moved in closer, cautiously, with my Saumensch, and we were both suspicious. The Saumensch's eyes met mine. "Is that...a murder, Carls?" Matna, the Saumensch, was definitely suspicious. She never called me sejak my real name, Carls, unless she was suspecting something atau very concentrated. We saw the shadow of the Jew slowly bring down what looked like...an ax...down on the victim's head. It was sliced in half...it was a true murder....seen right before our eyes. We had witnessed...a real, live murder. The Saumensch and I was frozen, shocked sejak what had just happened within one minute. We ran back utama together, never stopping to look back. We slammed the doors on each other, which was a signal to go to our rooms, and send codes to each other with our flashlights. I tapped a signal from my flashlight using Morse Code to her, saying, "We'll meet tomorrow morning at 6 AM." The Saumensch tapped back, "Okay. Something's definitely going on." I tapped, "Definitely, And I don't like it." She tapped, "No one does, I'm sure of it. And we're the only ones who know." I tapped, "Yes. No one should know besides us." She tapped back, "Good night." I tapped, "Night." We called it a day, but I couldn't fall asleep. I was haunted sejak the thought of the ax-murdering Jew. And...neither could Matna.
I will not be under your tyranny
Your cruel and oppressive force
Yes, maybe anda should be my leader
But that doesn't mean I should follow anda all the time
Do anda know he's got anda bound
Under ropes and chains of cruelty
Well, I don't wanna be a follower
If it means I have to be a killer
No, I'm not exactly kind-hearted
But that doesn't mean I have to kill, kill, kill
I don't wanna be just a senseless follower
I have a heart, I have a soul, so I don't follow you
I don't just wanna be a follower
So I don't give a fuck bout what anda do, do, do
But I myself will not give in to the tyranny
So you'll watch me leave
No one's gonna stop me
Look, I'm walking out the doors of tyranny
And I'm not gonna be a senseless follower
Ever again in my life.
Your cruel and oppressive force
Yes, maybe anda should be my leader
But that doesn't mean I should follow anda all the time
Do anda know he's got anda bound
Under ropes and chains of cruelty
Well, I don't wanna be a follower
If it means I have to be a killer
No, I'm not exactly kind-hearted
But that doesn't mean I have to kill, kill, kill
I don't wanna be just a senseless follower
I have a heart, I have a soul, so I don't follow you
I don't just wanna be a follower
So I don't give a fuck bout what anda do, do, do
But I myself will not give in to the tyranny
So you'll watch me leave
No one's gonna stop me
Look, I'm walking out the doors of tyranny
And I'm not gonna be a senseless follower
Ever again in my life.