Breathing in world, a man and a child
Only one example, of our insane society
One won money, the other wants to play
Unfortunately they die at this fuckin' day
The man got married, with this freak
That is the one, that make he's no more breath
Buying men to kill, in a moment of weak,
After all, she became the widow of death.
The child was raised, in a chaotic world
Growing with promises that have been distorted
Father and mother stoping her grow
Killing her! she was tormented!
Be afraid of who's on your side
The widow of death, maybe she's right!
Accept all they say, like all your clients,
Don't be like them, the tormented parents!
Apocalyptic time, when all of this happened,
So far away, from the mankind goal,
Atomic children always became graven,
The real humane have to be showed
We all are labeled, against our will,
Widow and parents, humane they're still!
About they new lifes, no one cares
Even the people that was not in there!
Death is a plague, affecting our country
The greatest one, of all the times
The children will sleep, without a story
This probaly is a story that no one likes
Be afraid of who's on your side
The widow of death, maybe she's right!
Accept all they say, like all your clients,
Don't be like them, the tormented parents!
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