In the tombs of pain and innocence
Forever were buried
Souls of those who've never asked to be Scornfully immolated
Has saved a lot of lives
The art of transplantation
By frauding a child's adoption
I will be saving mine
( They've claimed being our saviors
In the name of science
Soiled with blood all over their hands
Money is what keeps busy
These medical butchers
They've just killed for a cuople of grand Orphans of sickness were put to rest
Orphans of sickness now dwell in death
With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end
Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds
( Children were dissected
By those sick, demented In the tombs of pain and innocence
Forever were buried
Souls of those who've never asked to be To achieve my transplantation
Scornfully immolated
I stole a lot of lives
All those lives are now mine
Through the kindness of adoption Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds
Orphans of sickness were put to rest
Orphans of sickness now dwell in death
With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end.
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