childhood is like a lock without a key

its the blooming time for brainwash

and explanation of what you see

growing up and burning up inside

do your chores, go to bed

put a bullet through yer head



kill yer parents / burn their bodies

bury the ashes / find out what you want



going mad and maturing all along

yer parents are fucking blind

and their ideals are all wrong

influenced by what your parents always want

you're a model of their youth

you're a trophy they can flaunt



kill yer parents / burn their bodies

bury the ashes / find out what you want



kill yer parents / the voices in yer head

EV-O-LU-TION / freedom lies ahead



now you're sick and dying too

all alone in a black lifeless room

with nothing to do

death, it doesn't seem to phase me

but people crying over dying never seizes to amaze me



kill yer parents / live as life dies

a burning world / seen through burning eyes