The most terrible day was the last one, when 25,000 Jews were shot...This operation ended with the last orchestra coming to the pit; they were undressed, they laid down their instruments; they went into the pit, but before that they played the 'Tango of Death' for themselves.
Jesus fucking Christ. Can you imagine the last thing you ever play being the very song that your soon-to-be murderers forced you to play at gunpoint for years on end? That the only action you could truly call your own was to do what your captors demanded anyway, but for yourself this time?
