I watch you take them, one by one.
I say good-bye to the baby girl, who's yet to see the sun.
I see you grasp the old man who tried to run.
I know you spare none,
For you steal the ones we love, and the ones we shun.
I know next you'll come for me, but I don't care,
I won't shiver and quiver in fear
Or shed a tear,
For no one's left here.