World Under Blood - Into The Arms Of Cruelty lyrics

There's no real way to make the best of the worst We are sentenced at birth onto a prison we still call the Earth The pre-adolescent mind records And stores all that they see, feel, and hear And the actions of adulthood at best are carried out in fear A figure of neglect stands above the shape of innocence Succumbs to insecurities and issues cruel punishment Unqualified, yet socially identified as symbols of poverty Entitled to our cognizance You can burn in hell for knowing what you know Projections of a ba*tard, reaping what you sow Feeding the illusion, a child's faith erodes A new soul, a blank face An innocent expression already erased A new soul into the arms of cruelty A blank face into the arms of cruelty An innocent expression into the arms of cruelty Already erased There's no real way to make the best of the worst We are sentenced at birth onto a prison we still call the Earth Why can you ignore the warnings? And how can you truly welcome the product of yourself Into the arms of cruelty? Feeding the illusion that you want them in your custody The helpless child trusts the arms of cruelty A new soul into the arms of cruelty A blank face into the arms of cruelty An innocent expression into the arms of cruelty Already erased