The Heretic (The Lost Child)

These fits of depression are torturing me

The lives that I've seen won't breathe again

A sad child of madness, they'll never be free

Born again to die, the agonies begin

And soldiers keep coming

Like warriors, they die

But gang land's alive when mothers cry

'Cause hate's blind addictions

A killing machine

And it burns on the fuel of shattered lives

Lost child

Lost child

The seeds of all evil are sown in their minds

And harvest the sad fields of woe

'Cause dead boys are martyrs

That live on forever

But, now

It's too late for their souls

And standing on sanity's too-fragile edge

And worship the Lord of the Flies

And wade through the slaughter

You've made of thy brother

And drown in his blood, then when he dies

You see in their eyes, they're the lost child

See in their eyes

You see in their eyes, they're the lost child

See in their eyes

Don't turn out the lights

'Cause there's demons in the night

And they prey on the fears in us all

They hide inside and wait

And they shun the light of day

The screams in their dreams fill us all

Children of the night

Such a sad tune they rhyme

The bloody boys that sing a wicked song

And for all of them

They're just memories in the wind

Ooh

Oh!

Rise and see

It's the dawn of insanity

Keeper of the gates of fire

And the Heretic has said

"You don't have to be afraid

'Til I

Until I come to get ya"

And child in time

On the sword's edge, you ride

And cast a spell of Heresy

And die in vain

Like a wild dog in chains

And no one can save or set you free, oh

See in their eyes

They're the lost child

See in their eyes

You see in their eyes, they're the lost child

See in their eyes