A first breath heaved of dirty air. The nostrils burning.
So fresh, so unaware. No clue what, where or when you are.
It's cold and you are scared. So dark and unprepared.
This world is horrid!
Out from the whomb. Leaving the warmth
The cries of misery is echoing in the dark.
You're born upon. A sinking ship.
Bust rest assured, you will return from hence you came.
And i will spare you, a putrid life.
From hence you came, you shall return.
Go back to sleep there will be no strife.
From hence you came, you shall return.
A world of panic and despair. A rotten place.
Where clairvoyants ensnare. The minds of men who fear disgrace.
It's better you return. I'll put you back and seal the walls.
This world is horrid!
So close your eyes. And block your ears.
Bite your tounge. Dry your tears
Out from the whomb. Leaving the warmth.
The cries of misery is echoing in the dark.
You're born upon. A sinking ship.
Bust rest assured, you will return from hence you came.
Ill put you back, and seal the walls.
With thread so strong, none can embark.
And i will spare you, a putrid life.
From hence you came, you shall return.
Go back to sleep there will be no strife.
From hence you came, you shall return.
And ill spare you.
A putrid life.
Go back to sleep.
There'll be no strife.