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 pani,
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!