Tears In The Darkness - Voice

Helpless calling

Tears are falling

In the darkness of the children’s room

The face is burning

He can’t move his hand

The only witness is the rising moon

Grandma has told him

There’s a god on your side

Maybe he’s already sleeping

Or getting drunk tonight

Little souls are calling

Screaming all over the world

Victims of hate and dissatisfaction

They blame them for their

Busted life

They did not really want him

No fun to raise and live him

So he’s been alone since the day

When he was born

They need and abused him day by day

But the was afraid of running away

He lives in a fortress, fortress of pain

Broken and mistreated

The smile has left his face

He is a victim

In a bad, black game