We welcome you into our home
the only one we've ever known
excuse me but I can't get up to greet you
this is our heaven this is our hell
and you the warden of our cell
we are the children of Ceacescu

unto a dream we were born
from hungry parents we were torn
we were to build to make the future sweet
please have more children our leaders asked
then set them to their workers' task
but no one said just what we were to eat

through that window we once saw a bird
it gave such joy those sounds we heard
and we wondered what it is this thing you call living
we don't know where we belong
or what it is that we've done wrong
we only hope one day we'll be forgiven

a virus now runs through our veins
and you, it seems, have lost the reins
you've had your fun now we must pay the price
it's too late now the harm's been done
a year will end what you've begun
and we'll spend it here amongst the vermin and the lice

please cast your eyes along the lines
of babies crying from their pain
a sadder sight I know you've never seen
there you see on the other side
my naked brothers they try to hide
for naked they are easier to clean

you have the choice, to hide your face
or take us from this deathly place
then argue later who is to blame
a few short months is all we ask
some toys, some love, some sun, some grass
or pass us by along the road to shame

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Words and Music By Nemo James