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(Solo: Rich)

Today's new sick facts of life

Is that children born in love to this world

Are prey to those who torture and maim

Create sick pleasure for the depraved

(Solo: Darren)

Many taken from the streets in which they play

Stolen from the parents whose love they crave

The purpose of the torture is to film all the pain

Treat like a performing object, so casually slain

(Solo: Rich)

Selfish pretend circles of ritualistic abuse

Abuse the young to satisfy your cult

Bind and cut, blood for non-existent spirits

No demon dead, evil is within your mind instead

(Solo: Darren)

Locked in a room, hidden from the day

Punish me for any sound I dare to make

Spare me a few minutes from your busy life

Kill me for the communication I try to create

(Solo: Darren)

The cruelty of abuse can take many forms

There is no excuse for the crimes committed

Abandon your humanity for what you have done

Robbing a child of dignity, something you can't return