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