The Church - Sads

He never should have been in your home You never should have left them alone You should have recognized the ice in his eyes And nothing would be bad enough And no one would be glad enough If he was thrown to the jackals and flies Now there can be no compromise But the Earth cannot recoil If only the oceans would boil If only the sky could cry black rain If only it would never happen again I want you to feel that baby's pain Hate guides him, hate inside him Hate multiplies and divides him Suffer killing, suffocate Suffer children, suffer hate To never feel the daylight again Or see the stars at night again All the little things we take for granted These deeds are the seeds that have been planted Sudden Adult Death Syndrome He never should have been in your home