Children's Holocaust - Count Raven

et me introduce myself, the avenger from the past

This is not a joke at all, from the other side of the grave I call

You both were my parents

You killed me when I was still small

And you reason like all the others

Just a piece of cell that’s all

Made cosmetics of my placenta

Threw away and burned my remains

You use a fine word: abortion

It’s children’s holocaust to me

No morning for the living either

For most children life is a hell

They are sacrificed on the altar

For a few bastards wealth

In school they get mistreated

At home beaten and raped

Put down and constant defeated

The grown world feeds them with hate

I am the father, I am talking to you

You sodomise my children, stop the things you do

You say tomorrow, leave the past behind

But the sorrow still does remind

And the shadows are closing in

And just because we’ve learned to live with sin

You can’t see me but you feel me

I am coming to set them free