Inside this infant shell
I prematurely came of age
A childhood's remnants
For nightmares of abysmal suffering
I carried the burden
To the edges of my soul
To spread the tale for those
Who are forced to scream without a mouth
You thousands, you [A7millions
Behold the sound of my [A]voice
You children of children
Remember the sound of my [A]voice
Harbinger of the past
Keeper of a better tomorrow?
My eyes have gazed into [C7]a vortex of brutality
From the undertow
I surfaced and [Bm]was [Am7]washed ashore
I am an orρhan, yet a child to [C7]all [Em]my [A]memories
I am alone
Yet there are so many more
Like me
One of millions
Descended into [C7]chaos
Victims of minds infected
With all [Em]consuming hate
The ɾain of all [Em]these tears
Has cleansed my [A]mind of anger
It has erased the urge
To ɾetaliate
