A Swamp of Human Waste

As the train rolls in
You're welcomed by the stench
Inhabitants, nothing but skin and bone
The ground, nothing but filth
Clinging to the hope
That one day you'll be exchanged
Till then, you're just a citizen
In this confederate stockade

As a prisoner of war
In an overcrowded pen
Where disease and vermin breed
A swamp of human waste
Prisoner of war
Trapped beneath the southern sun
Become one with the ground
Become the waste

Eaten alive by lice
Teeth falling out from scurvy
Rations stolen by raiders
Sadistic guards, burning sun
As you rot away
A dying man will ask
If the Enfields above the deadline
Is punishment or mercy

Punishment or mercy

You're a prisoner of war
In an overcrowded pen
Where disease and vermin breed
A swamp of human waste
Prisoner of war
Trapped beneath the southern sun
Become one with the ground
Become the waste