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