Sick Bastard

Here's your situation The light penetrates your eyes Your wall comes crashing down now You can not take it no more Know your inner limits Before your mind is consumed The blood of innocent children Is all you harvest and taste Tricked them with your candy, lured them to your nest With the tools of your desire, made them to your slaves You used to love their screaming, you fed on all those tears Now your house is empty, but not ridden of the ghosts Mothers are left broken, fathers took their lives For every child you took, a scar was left within If a single grave was found, what would we see inside? The remnants of a smile, that never more will be All alone in the streets tonight, can you fell them, see them? [x4] Ripped apart and smothered A future so bright was stolen There's blood on every inch Of your sick, demented being All the walls have come down now We can not spare you no more