Twelve Twenty Two

As innocent life is born.
Behind locked foors and concrete walls.
It's injected with poisons.
Eyes melt, skin burns.
It cries and it bleeds.
Until finally, finally it breaks.
I can feel the misery,
I can feel the cold in your heart
No compassion, no love.
You're stunning, you're beautiful
You would kill for attention
What will it take to cure your apathy?
500 deaths a day for your beauty.
Where is the science?
There is no benefit,
Only fraud and mass murder.
It's blood is statistics,
But smells of burning flesh.
Just a haze of blood and shit.
I will stop at nothing to make this right.
Got to find a way to set this world free.
To set their world free.