Cadaver de Niño
Boom Boom Kid
Child's Corpse
keep your hands off my little boy
it's the never-ending story of my whole life.
I wish I could explain to you what you don't,
a moment between who I was and who I am
your hands are made for caressing
so don’t let some man use them to kill,
your mouth, even if it stutters, should never be quiet again
make your feet walk until the end.
All that you've been through and all that they've done to you and all that they've said,
I still remember you.
Even if it costs you your life, even if it takes down whoever,
you're not blind or mute or deaf yet
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