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[00:48.54]In the tombs of pain and innocence
[00:53.90]Forever were buried
[00:56.12]Souls of those who've never asked to be
[01:01.89]Scornfully immolated
[01:03.81]
[01:04.41]The art of transplantation
[01:08.06]Has saved a lot of lives
[01:12.04]By frauding a child's adoption
[01:15.95]I will be saving mine
[01:19.03]
[01:48.08]In the name of science
[01:50.72]They've claimed being our saviors
[01:52.38]Money is what keeps busy
[01:54.70]These medical butchers
[01:56.83]Soiled with blood all over their hands
[02:01.48]They've just killed for a cuople of grand
[02:07.49]
[02:16.78]Orphans of sickness were put to rest
[02:21.89]Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds
[02:27.35]Orphans of sickness now dwell in death
[02:32.76]With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end
[02:37.97]
[03:10.70]Children were dissected
[03:13.18]By those sick, demented
[03:15.30]
[03:45.57]In the tombs of pain and innocence
[03:51.08]Forever were buried
[03:53.46]Souls of those who've never asked to be
[03:58.95]Scornfully immolated
[04:00.78]
[04:01.09]To achieve my transplantation
[04:05.08]I stole a lot of lives
[04:09.05]Through the kindness of adoption
[04:12.92]All those lives are now mine
[04:16.30]
[04:56.23]Orphans of sickness were put to rest
[05:00.97]Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds
[05:06.40]Orphans of sickness now dwell in death
[05:11.74]With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end