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Hitler's Dream
Blonde hair
Blue eyes
I'll create
the perfect race
one free of the flaws
I see every morning in the mirror
Black hair
Brown eyes
stare out emptily
from the glass that never lies
I hate myself, so I'll hate you
make you suffer as I do
if you are not
my perfect face
you'll feel my pain
you'll feel my hate
you'll burn and choke
on my poisoned flames
I'll make you mine
I'll break the mirror
I'll create a mold
of perfect reflections
so I'll never see myself
staring back at me
Blonde hair
Blue eyes
I'll create
the perfect race
one free of the flaws
I see every morning in the mirror
Black hair
Brown eyes
stare out emptily
from the glass that never lies
I hate myself, so I'll hate you
make you suffer as I do
if you are not
my perfect face
you'll feel my pain
you'll feel my hate
you'll burn and choke
on my poisoned flames
I'll make you mine
I'll break the mirror
I'll create a mold
of perfect reflections
so I'll never see myself
staring back at me
Literature
Hitler's Lullaby
Hush, little baby,
Don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.
And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring.
Even though the skies are black,
And filled with smoke from the burning racks.
The lingering air here reeks of gas,
No, little girl,
We're not coming back.
But if you close your eyes real tight,
You can pretend everything's alright.
And maybe it won't seem so bad,
If you remember all the love we've had.
Hush, little baby,
Close your eyes.
And dream of yellow butterflies.
When you wake,
We'll be gone,
From this world where we don't belong.
Literature
Memories - Germany X Italy
The muscular blonde man bulleted through the broad, lusciously-green forest. It was a colossal and majestic forest. This forest was where memories were composed.
Memories…
It was the forest where he first met his handsome lover…. The forest where he shared his first kiss with his pasta-loving Italy…. The forest where he first confessed his love for Feliciano. His Feliciano.
Memories… Memories that seemed to slowly vanish with each step.
Germany didn't want to think about such memories, remembering these times were only cluttering his already-crowded-with-worry mind. The key now was t
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Hey There Mussolini
Hey there Mussolini
What’s it like in Vatican City?
I’m a thousand miles away
But invading France seems so pretty
Oh yes it do
Paris can shine as bright as you
I swear it’s true
Hey there Mussolini
Don’t you worry about the distance
Blitzkrieg is super fast and all
And Europe’s under my influence
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice I hide in lies
I’m by your side
Oh, we’re gonna rule the world
Oh, yes, yes we’ll rule the world
Oh, Axis will rule the world
Oh, domination of the world
Oh, Aryans will rule the world
Gonna rule the world
Hey there Mussolini
Just you look how far I’v
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Hitler had blue eyes and brown hair. Although his eyes were a dull navy blue and Aryans have ice blue eyes