Acid Joys Children Of The Night
Children of the night searching for something,
their claws scratch away at the grime.
Inner soulless demons, lacking freedom and reason,
forcing them into a life of crime.
They are the LOST, ABUSED, THE TORTURED AND USED.
Children of the Night.
They are the LOST, ABUSED, THE TORTURED AND USED.
Children of the Night.
Fingers stained with paint another sleepless night,
nothing comes from nothing,
they have you in their sights.
You think they may not find you where you hide?
The streets are not your home, it's where they lived and died.
They are the LOST, ABUSED, THE TORTURED AND USED.
Children of the Night.
They are the LOST, ABUSED, THE TORTURED AND USED.
Children of the Night.
Children of the Night, Children of the Night,
Children of the Night, Children of the Night.
Ripping out your eyes, ripping out your guts,
tearing you apart, Children of the Night.
