Children

Timid children play
While the rain pours down
Killing all day
Without making a sound

See their soft faces
Decieving us all
Ravishing spaces
Climbing the walls

With hate in their eyes
Yet so full with fear
Listen to the cries
So pale, so clear

Skin soft like floweres
yet dead inside
Feel satans powers
Taking over their lives

Minds that once wondered
Now stricken with hate
who would\'ve pondered
their merciless fate

As their blood runs
secreting so thick
Becoming as one
Destroying the sick

Choking the helpless
Mind like a toy
Nothing to confess
With pain, there\'s joy

Their selfish laughter
Drowns the black night
In the mornings after
It all seems right

Hear the children screem
Hear the childdren play
Listen to your dream
It\'s the only way