4 acessos
Take Them Back
I'll never find a compromise
Looking in baby's eyes
I understand what big surprise
It's to know that everyone dies
But it's not the worst thing can be
Child will experience suffering,
Damage left by our feet
Dirty words and dirty needs
It grew dark. Sleep my son
When you get up down will come
Grow up know neither fear no fault
You will see endless world...
The world where war goes on
Distraction with a gun
Children are getting brutes
In rotten world where everything is done
So that money shine can spoil their sight
So that trash might fills their tender hearts
So that their hearing can be befouled with lie
Take them back from here leaving us to die
We're deceased
Our aims... entire rot
Flesh exists
Soul does not
Sense of life
Is endless fight for a better seat
We had died
Before indeed
We save up money. We betray
Saying lie we're we are crawling to Hell
Giving rise of disarray
Don't see it well
We laugh, We suffer, We kill
Going mad with loneliness
Empty words we say look real
Truth: distress
Distresses overrun
There is vice for everyone
Children are getting mad
In rotten world where everything is done
So that money shine can spoil their sight
So that trash might fills their tender hearts
So that their hearing can be befouled with lie
Take them back from here leaving us to die