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Little Sammy dies three days before Three days before his first birthday As soon as he could crawl the beatings began Ignoring his cries Waiting for a word from God 'Till he was too weak to cry anymore The slow starving death of your innocent son What the fuck were you thinking? Now look what you've done You knew what you were doing Took the life of your little son Watched him grow thinner and thinner Watched him get gaunter and gaunter Very short life Slow torturous death What the fuck were you thinking? Now look what you've done You knew what you were doing Took the life of your little son Wrapped in a sheet Plywood box buried in the woods Covered with sticks and ashes Letras de cancionesTo keep the vermin away Covered with sticks and ashes To keep the vermin away What god tells you to kill your kids? Evil lives Evil lives the body The family from hell From Letras Mania