They come in the night
The Gestapo do
They knock on your door
The Gestapo do
They knock down your door
The Gestapo do
They take you away
The Gestapo do
Far far away
The Gestapo do
It's no use protesting
I'm not a Jew
It's no use protesting
Who the hell are you?
The Gestapo toolkit
Is a simple one
The Gestapo toolkit
Is why they have won
Time and again
Time and again
Time and again
The Gestapo know
That Might is Right
The Gestapo know
To attack by Night
With this simple credo
They take over the state
You ain't got no chance
It's as inexorable as Fate
The Gestapo know
They are The State
The Gestapo can
Quote the Scripture too
A maelstrom on Twitter
To submerge you
And all of your friends
Will be savaged too
An array of bots
The Gestapo commands
Trolls raring to go
No holds barred
At the very least
They'll leave you scarred
With no appetite
For a fight
Or arguments
Or even disagreements
Which end in the night
With a knock on the door
So how do you fight the Gestapo, dear?
What chance have you
With all that fear
Of the knock on the door
In the dead of the night
Of what is in store
On the darkest of nights
Just imagine poor
Disha Ravi's plight
Prepare yourself
Do what must be done
Who knows?
You may be next
The chosen one