Night by night I have voices in my head.

First I thought them to be parts of nightmares,

but now I know where they' re from -

the voices are from children that have died !



Awaking in a bath of sweat,

the voices are gone,

I don' t wannt to feel asleep again -

I can' t endure these helpless cries !



Little humans died by war,

or they simply starved.

A mother holds her child,

no more sign of life.

Mutilated corpse,

a dummy in it's mouth.

Hunger and pain,

remember, it is just a child !



Night by night there's nothing I can do !

I have a pity on these little beings.

A silent voice whispers : "Help me please".

Night by night I still can hear them scream !



In my dreams I can see them die,

the victims of the madness in the world.

They never did anything wrong at all,

they' re just the "trash of society" !



Little humans died by war,

or they simply starved.

A mother holds her child,

no more sign of life.

Mutilated corpse,

a dummy in it's mouth.

Hunger and pain,

remember, it is just a child !



Awaking in a bath of sweat,

the voices are gone,

I don' t wannt to feel asleep again -

I can' t endure these helpless cries !