Wake up my child, time to open your eyes And face the nightmare of your life Crueless creature facing the fear of a new day Barely born, and yet he wished he'd never woken up
He know that today, just as yesterday He will be punished brutally He will, at dusk, regret Each single beat of his heart He learned that he was only a problem Before he could even walk
He wishes someone could help Instead of punishing him again for the abnormal behavior That he has been forced into That's life; No one cares except about problems of their own And then we'll cry if he falls Fear will take root in his mind, and hatred grow inside Like thorns constraining his lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
