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A tortured scream at midnight, the moon another tear,
a thats filled with sorrow, for the child that cries in fear,
fear of both its parents, lives are so frustrated
the was not a child of love, through lust it was created.

They whip it with a leather strap, it on the red hot grill,
cos didnt want this child, she wished she was on the pill,
and father go out at night for drinks with all the boys,
cos booze money goes on nappies, food and toys.

With crying, day and night, tears on tormented breath,
something must be out, before it dies a violent death.
The parents have a another row, ends up in a fight,
and baby screams in as it senses hatred in the night,
a so intense it cuts through the atmosphere,
an atmosphere so razor sharp, breaking point is near.