Lock up Your Children - Morbid Saint

Lock em up, very tight

Left alone, in the night

Darkest dreams, we will paint

In the minds, of the saint

Lock up your children

From Destruction found

Lurking in their minds

The pain starts to pound

When at last, they awake

All sanity, we will take

Tortured souls, as they fell

Subject to, this living hell

Lock up your children

From Destruction found

Lurking in their minds

The pain starts to pound

Lock up your children

From Destruction found

Lurking in their minds

The pain starts to pound