Something Like - Ona

We are children of evil
Children, who torture their own mother
And this game with no rules
Is just as bad from the beginning
And it's ways lead us through the darkness

Deep bleeding scars
Quietly torments herself and smothers the anger
She suffers, when they break her legs
Rip them out with no mercy
She screams, while poisons pour out of her wounds
She's the Earth

She sheds bloodytears
When her body burns
And anger raises in her heart
Right before she explodes

Hit stronger, hit harder
So you can built her a cross
Hammer it deeper
The end is closer
She chokes, while our goals
Kill her life inside
She torments herself, as she sees our final mistakes

It's not us
It's our children, who once will
Suffocate, die, and
Exhale for the last time...

Written by:
Jan Mucha

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