I look at myself thru' a broken mirror A perfect image of humanity And sounds come from the beach I can hear them Waves are comin and goin away I look into myself, love and destruction I become almost blind And all I can see is children With weapons in their hands They're ready to fight, ready to die Eleven years of innocent pain Perverted constrictions versus a free death Just cheap dreams for who's got Nothin' to lose I'm openin'my scar I laugh at you I bleed you don't think You dead Angry beast with no soul Is what you created with your own hate