My Kids Kill - Kirlian Camera

Any possible nature of pity

Has never existed, in you

Now I am reflecting your shadow

So, the children today are dying

And in front of their bed

Comes that fever which goes up to sleep

They are going away

So naively taken away by a natural horror

And, amazed by it with no salvation

As they were invisible and idiotic animals

Too far from that Heaven

To believe in its soulful land

Warn out like a few others

Trembling

Praying all this is not real