Young life, too young, who's eyes are choking
Can't rest, can't sleep, for dreams that set you
Falling
Don't feel the hunger, can't drink no holy water
No light in these eyes, no place for dreams at all
Tonight
When the hand that rocks the cradle, is the hand
That holds the knife
And the knife that cuts the cable, k**s the spark that
Feeds the life
[Hook]
No grave could be deep enough, down to hell if we
Were able
The veil of life was pushed aside, by the hand that
Rocks the cradle
The oath you take is sacred, to save not steel a life
Like the pa**ing of the sweetest soul, that looked
Through human eyes
[Hook]
Young life, too young, who's eyes are choking
Can't rest, can't sleep, for dreams that set you
Falling
Don't feel the hunger, can't drink no holy water
No light in these eyes, no place for dreams at all
Tonight
[Hook]
It's the hand that rocks the cradle, is the hand that
Steels the life