Pit For The Angels 歌词

In the silence of the waters of womb And from the cemetary There are angels calling for life In the silence of dawn, the cry is heard An innocent life being ripped out Pit for the angels open every day They don`t know what happened They only feel pain, and rejection And they hear someone saying: he died Fetus thrown in toilets by murderers Who think they`ll clean, Their concious by flushing them The corpse is looking at you, and maybe asking What would your mother do in your place Torment without reason, death without a cause Innocent lives taken from a craddle And put into a coffin Life treated without value, To the poit of finding it; Thrown in a trash can We have no right, to take their lives Let them live so that, they can open their eyes Solo: Willian Killer mother, the remorse will hunt you For the rest of your life After the ovule was fecunded, it`s already a living being It`s already decendent that you`ve killed Torment without reason, death without a cause Innocent lives taken from a craddle And put into a coffin Life treated without valve, To the poit of finding it; Thrown in a trash can We have no right, to take their lives Let them live so that, they can open their eyes Butcher doctor, flesh and blood They can redeem you, if you repent and stop Stop digging pit for the angels