I stand alone in this desolate space. In death they are truly alive. Massacred innocence, evil took place. The angels were burning inside. . Centuries later I wonder why.
Hey, you wait, cringin' in the dark. (Hey). You create, what you always fear. A puppet of hatred, dishin' out poison. You use, me for bait, your beggin' bowl of lies.
Here, in a church, a small boy is kneeling. He prays to a god he does not know, he cannot feel. All of his sins of childhood he will remember. He will not cry, tears he will not cry.
Bring the toys out for the boys. Let the children make their noise. See the monsters in their metal cages. . Turn the lights down in your soul. Cut the power to your heart.