Orphans of Sickness

In the tombs of pain and innocence

Forever were buried

Souls of those who've never asked to be

Scornfully immolated

The art of transplantation

Has saved a lot of lives

By frauding a child's adoption

I will be saving mine

In the name of science

They've claimed being our saviors

Money is what keeps busy

These medical butchers

Soiled with blood all over their hands

They've just killed for a cuople of grand

Orphans of sickness were put to rest

Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds

Orphans of sickness now dwell in death

With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end

Children were dissected

By those sick, demented

In the tombs of pain and innocence

Forever were buried

Souls of those who've never asked to be

Scornfully immolated

To achieve my transplantation

I stole a lot of lives

Through the kindness of adoption

All those lives are now mine

Orphans of sickness were put to rest

Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds

Orphans of sickness now dwell in death

With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end