Let the child cry, I am the saviour
Passing your soul, to a trial of judgement
Anguished youth, turn in reqieum
Lasting memories of a family
Welcomed to a flowing river of anger
Scarred for life
Blood on the virgin, hopes of the father
Bastard son the only sign
Withered die, born to save, taught to kill
Chance at being normal, looked behind gates of steel
The strong are weak, fall as pawns, a kiss before dying
You let this happen
You made this happen
You are all a part of this
Slowly your past made present!
In memory of Jeffery Dahmer

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