Kurt Gerstein: (1905-1945)
And I haven't forgotten you, Brother, you, one of the victims of History. And I haven't forgotten you, Brother, you, one of the victims of History.
Decaux about your fate has told the real truth, when God and some very friends of you, kept the memory.
All those for whom you didn't die in vain.
His innocence, ô Lord, is not sham. His soul, pure, and his forehead radiant with pride, he walks through the air as he treads under foot all those poor evil-minded people who bring about traps for others.
For one cannot get rid of someone who has made his way through the light.
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