Killing their time

Killing their will

Killing them

(Nine kinds of hell)

Losing a freedom that they never had

Relive the saddest of sad (Living hell on earth)

The pressure of progress digs a hole for the spirits deceased

Now I think that is a hell I can believe

All were ignored

Most were in pain

You can't call that humane

(Nine kinds of hell)

Losing a freedom that they never had

Relive the saddest of sad (Living hell on earth)

The pressure of progress digs a hole for the spirits deceased

Now I think that is a hell I can believe

(Justice not!)

But torture and despair in hell on earth they rot

Progress leaves casualties

Progress never knows remorse

Progress it paves the way for hell on earth

And many never try to even question why

Progress, it paves the way