Dead at Birth Songtext
von Woodwork

Born into this void. A breath of life in a choking world
I see my mother exhausted, my siblings skinned alive
Wondering what′s that smell?
Not alone but in the dark
I've never known daylight
A nightmare I won′t wake up from

This existence is inexistence
Inbred, poisoned and tortured
Not having a voice is no reason to die
Not having a voice is no reason to die


I wish I could tear away your blinders
But you already know the truth
Complacency is not love

Your cravings sign my death sentence
Indulge in your false compassion
Your love is only destruction

I bleed your fake empathy. I bleed
Not having a voice is no reason to die
Not having a voice is no reason to die

You can convince yourself
You're not holding the knife
You can convince yourself
You can convince yourself
But you don't care if I live or die

Clean hands and peaceful mind. Clean hands!