![]() Mengele's health had been steadily deteriorating since 1972. Fear of being discovered made him chew the ends of his moustache, resulting in a ball of hair blocking his intestines. ![]() One of the most wanted Nazi war criminals, because of the experiments he conducted on children and other inmates, Mengele apparently lived his last years suffering intense abdominal pains. Josef Mengele, the "Angel of Death" at Auschwitz concentration camp, spent his last years in his Brazilian hideaway lonely, depressed, and short of money, according to 86 letters, notes and diaries discovered filed away in a Sao Paulo police archive. If it makes anyone here feel better, here is a recounting of Mengele’s last few years: His face of death staring down, your blood's running cold Injecting cells, dying eyes Feeding on the screams of the mutant he's creating Pathetic harmless victims left to die Rancid Angel of Death flying freeĪngel of Death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Infamous butcher Angel of Death Angel of Death ![]() Seas of blood, bury life Smell your death as it burns deep inside of you Abacinate, eyes that bleed Praying for the end of your wide awake nightmare Wings of pain reach out for you How long can you last in this frozen water burial? Sewn together, joining heads Just a matter of time 'til you rip yourselves apart Millions laid out in their crowded tombs Sickening ways to achieve the holocaust Pumped with fluid, inside your brain Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes Burning flesh, drips away Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil Frigid cold, cracks your limbs Surgery with no anesthesia Feel the knife pierce you intensely Inferior, no use to mankind Strapped down, screaming out to dieĪngel of Death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Infamous butcher Angel of Death Sadistic, surgeon of demise Sadist of the noblest blood Destroying without mercy To benefit the Aryan race Auschwitz, the meaning of pain The way that I want you to die Slow death, immense decay Showers that cleanse you of your lifeįorced in like cattle, you run Stripped of your life's worth Human mice, for the Angel of Death Four hundred thousand more to dieĪngel of Death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
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