childhood is like a lock without a key   its the blooming time for brainwash   and explanation of what you see   growing up and burning up inside   do your chores, go to bed   put a bullet through yer head      kill yer parents / burn their bodies    bury the ashes / find out what you want      going mad and maturing all along   yer parents are fucking blind   and their ideals are all wrong   influenced by what your parents always want   you're a model of their youth   you're a trophy they can flaunt      kill yer parents /burn their bodies   bury the ashes/ find out what you want      kill yer parents /the voices in yer head    EV-O-LU-TION /freedom lies ahead      now you're sick and dying too   all alone in a black lifeless room   with nothing to do   death, it doesn't seem to phase me   but people crying over dying never seizes to amaze me      kill yer parents / live as life dies    a burning world / seen through burning eyes