Twelve Twenty Two

As innocent life is born
Behind locked foors and concrete walls
It’s injected with poisons
Eyes melt, skin burns
It cries and it bleeds
Until finally, finally it breaks
I can feel the misery
I can feel the cold in your heart
No compassion, no love
You’re stunning, you’re beautiful
You would kill for attention
What will it take to cure your apathy?
500 deaths a day for your beauty
Where is the science?
There is no benefit
Only fraud and mass murder
It’s blood is statistics
But smells of burning flesh
Just a haze of blood and shit
I will stop at nothing to make this right
Got to find a way to set this world free
To set their world free