Ghosts of Dachau

I close my eyes
I reach out my hand
And there you areBeautiful in scabs
Caressing my scalp
Under the mounts of the gun towersI shout your name
I kick out in dreams
And here we areThe searchlight beams
The siren squeals
And hopeless shuffle to certaintyThe crab lice bite
The typhoid smells
And I'm still hereHandsome in rags
A trouserless man
Waiting helpless for dignityCome to me angel
Don't go to the showers
Beg, steal or borrow
Now there's nothing left to take
Except eternityAnd who will come
To flower our graves?
With us still hereCovered with dust
Remembered by few
But forgotten by the majorityStay with me angel
Don't get lost in history
Don't let all we suffered
Lose it's meaning in the dark
That we call memory