The Conells - 1934 lyrics

Hell's rolling with you

Riding on your back

Harvest of terror

we all shall fade to black

Fields of depression

the wounds that never mend

the final solution

bring it to an end

to an end

to an end

inside this world of pain

your beliefs of suicide

denial and repression

psychopathic pride

iron determination

a will that cannot bend

a final solution

bring it to an end

to an end

to an end

suffering and sorrow

the casualties of war

spirit has broke me

broke forevermore

pure assination

the machine, it rolls again

final solution

bring it to an end

to an end

to an end