Suffering Children

Suffer the little children
Come unto me
You shall never be forsaken
I see
Man has a short time
Upon this clay
As they ponder how to serve me
The days are swept away
The fears of the children
Have watered my land
Now the days are numbered
As the sand
I wipe away your sorrow
By bringing it all to end
Suffering little children
I am on my way
My way
Hold on
The fears of the children
Have watered my land
Now the days are numbered
As the sand



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Snyder
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