O little ones of old The story shall be told Of mothers wailing cries When your lives they stole Infants to death In slaughtering sprees Fearful ancient rulers Of false idolatry What harm what threat To stalk a helpless prey Child to cease their rule Could rise up one day
Survival, crucial Tomorrow is born today Strength of the innocent They'll play while knowing pain
Centuries change The story remains the same Warped parents care Dysfunctionalism reigns Child in the home With a sadistic sense of love Sexual, physical, and mental abuse From their own flesh, and blood Years of this routine Now a parent himself The pain of old is rage today His kids inherit his wealth?
A battle known so well An unborn's future did tell Roe versus wade A nation of choice perhaps Fell? Modern big business Exploitation of the young Filmed to bring pleasure Sick sexuality fun Suffer the children To come unto Me An invitation of Christ's love To which His kingdom belongs
