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There's no real way to make the best of the worstWe are sentenced at birth onto a prison we still call the EarthThe pre-adolescent mind recordsAnd stores all that they see, feel, and hearAnd the actions of adulthood at best are carried out in fearA figure of neglect stands above the shape of innocenceSuccumbs to insecurities and issues cruel punishmentUnqualified, yet socially identified as symbols of povertyEntitled to our cognizanceYou can burn in hell for knowing what you knowProjections of a bastard, reaping what you sowFeeding the illusion, a child's faith erodesA new soul, a blank faceAn innocent expression already erasedA new soul into the arms of crueltyA blank face into the arms of crueltyAn innocent expression into the arms of crueltyAlready erasedThere's no real way to make the best of the worstWe are sentenced at birth onto a prison we still call the EarthWhy can you ignore the warnings?And how can you truly welcome the product of yourselfInto the arms of cruelty?Letras de cancionesFeeding the illusion that you want them in your custodyThe helpless child trusts the arms of cruelty(solo Jaeger)A new soul into the arms of crueltyA blank face into the arms of crueltyAn innocent expression into the arms of crueltyAlready erased...(solo Jaeger) From Letras Mania