Warchild - Pathogen

For you have the power to set me free 
To force me to live again. 
But once it ebbs, reforming to night 
Something will still remain... 
"Control shall rest upon our shoulders" 
Cry the fools. 
But it will live when they are buried... 
Buried in their tombs. 

Sacred life was tainted with fret 
As the wind blows, so shall I wander 
Un-named, known by none 
Un-needed, but there forever 
Passed by all, behind your kind 
Filled with desire, filled with the rage 
To create the being of desecration and fulfillment 
No-one knows the darkness that could be inside 

Hypocrisy bleeding dark 
Abandoned burning spark 
Innocent warring child 
Guilt-ridden fading smile... 
Fading smile 

Warchild 
Wardhild come to me 
Warchild 

Inferno set me free 
Staying with none, it hurts them still 
The infernal disease that rots its thoughts 
You who follow the path set for you 
Led by the blind, you lose your sight 
So fill me with your morals 
So fill me with your lies 
You who dare to call it lost 
Will it care for the petty cries 

For you have the power to set me free 
To force me to live again. 
But once it ebbs, reforming to night 
Something will still remain... 

Remain...
Artist: Pathogen
Title: Warchild