Tortured_Tears__Studio_

[00:15.64] A tortured scream at midnight, the moon sheds another tear

[00:19.44] A tear that's filled with sorrow for the child that cries in fear

[00:23.33] Fear of both its parents, whose lives are so frustrated

[00:27.25] The child was not a child of love, through lust it was created

[00:34.88] They whip it with a leather strap, burn it on the red hot grill

[00:38.76] 'Cause Mother didn't want this child, she wished she was on the pill

[00:42.60] And Father can't go out at night for drinks with all the boys

[00:46.50] 'Cause booze money goes on nappies, baby food, and toys

[00:54.16] With baby crying, day and night tears on tormented breath

[00:58.22] Something must be sorted out before it dies a violent death

[01:02.11] The parents have a another row, which ends up in a fight

[01:05.73] And baby screams in terror as it senses hatred in the night

[01:09.65] A hatred so intense it cuts through the atmosphere

[01:13.55] An atmosphere so razor sharp that breaking point is near