Eet The Children Otep

Hush little baby
Don't make a sound
Hush little baby
Don't make a move
This is gonna hurt
Me more than you

If I'm a danger
To myself
Just think what I
Could do to you

Twisting and turning
My insides are burning
Like larva feeding
From the kill

The pestilence of decadence
I worship my emptiness
I'm ravaged by the
Damages of this hell

Eat the children raw
Eat the children raw
Eat the children raw