I've heard it said that in Tuam, there lies only fumes and corpses
Where word is that it's abused kids that lay dead there from torture
Youth consumed in a truce run loose by bestial barter
By the sheep and wolves with tall tales that rule the roost of this social order
Acton the quote as well as the title, lambs of god lead to slaughter
A cruel mistress is that mother that makes martyrs of her sons and daughters
And that's just for starters, in the behind the scenes of making shit harder
The lax laxatives only work in a report when there's new bog roll to garner
Pass the past to the future as a present, here's yesterday's tomorrow
The screen's agleam with drama, but it's not, it's a straight up horror
Sister, brother father, all watching or even taking it farther
Tainting the meat, implanting the larva, let it spoil with time to scarper
Leave them to fly through life like "please take this weight off me"
And should offspring come along, say hello to intergenerational trauma
Carl Jung couldn't help our young, that's why our ones all do what they wanna
And desire is nada for a fairer fad when the prior Prada is just do what you gotta.
All proceeds will be donated to the Revolutionary Housing League.
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