Skullhead Cry Of Pain
A cry of pain comes from the soul,
for the young warriors of today,
Have to survive in a scene of chaos
and for their stand they get locked away
One by one, I see them go,
their crime defeating the foe
Chorus:
A cry of anguish and a cry of pain,
as their youth gets stolen away
But I know they’ll return again,
and this time they’ll see their day
Stood and fought the way they know
Betrayed by the cowards who ran from the foe
Then turned in to the state, by so called friends
When will it stop, where will it end?
Chorus
Young men or women, no-ones safe,
the young warrior becomes the enemy
Turned over to darknesses wrath
Betrayed by people who say that we’re free
But I know they’ll return again,
forged on an anvil, and turned to men.
