Dear Corruptor
Tortured labors to cultivate
Nations built upon their lust and greed
Murder plagues them, it haunts them in corrupted dreams
Screams of horror echo upon granary
Children cry out with a hope that their mother will hear
See the warnings between the weaving needles
The insanity of the actions that have taken place here
Will we help them, oh when will we help them
Forced to work as the mindless slaves
Who are born to rot with no basic rights
Procreate, demanding blood of the youth forgot
Where's the love for your own children
You sadistic fuck
These are war crimes committed against your children
Livelihoods that are raised in fear
Archaic minds will learn to weep
Wanting lives filled, elated dreams
When their chest fills, lungs burst with condensed sulfates
Processed grain is this child's endless fate
Hands grow tired with fleeting labored breaths
Calloused feet walk upon this nation's crest
Bearing weight of men that buried their hopeless light
We must help them, we must end this horrid plight
This is a cry out for hope
In a world full of hate
Dear corruptor
I urge to end your greed lest you
Begin to feel the scars of hate
Dear corruptor
Dear corruptor
Lest you begin to feel
The scars you left full of hate
Nations built upon their lust and greed
Murder plagues them, it haunts them in corrupted dreams
Screams of horror echo upon granary
Children cry out with a hope that their mother will hear
See the warnings between the weaving needles
The insanity of the actions that have taken place here
Will we help them, oh when will we help them
Forced to work as the mindless slaves
Who are born to rot with no basic rights
Procreate, demanding blood of the youth forgot
Where's the love for your own children
You sadistic fuck
These are war crimes committed against your children
Livelihoods that are raised in fear
Archaic minds will learn to weep
Wanting lives filled, elated dreams
When their chest fills, lungs burst with condensed sulfates
Processed grain is this child's endless fate
Hands grow tired with fleeting labored breaths
Calloused feet walk upon this nation's crest
Bearing weight of men that buried their hopeless light
We must help them, we must end this horrid plight
This is a cry out for hope
In a world full of hate
Dear corruptor
I urge to end your greed lest you
Begin to feel the scars of hate
Dear corruptor
Dear corruptor
Lest you begin to feel
The scars you left full of hate
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