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