They spit in his face, and wonder why he’s angry

Starve him to death, and wonder why he’s hungry

Beat him alive, and ask him why he’s bruised

Never show him love, and ask him who he’ll choose

They burn his skin, and laugh at his scars

Hurt him in the sun, so he likes the stars

Killed his spirit, and ask him to be alive

Wonders endlessly, so is this a life

Forced him to scream, so he never speaks

Slapped him so hard, so he turns he cheek

Begs you for mercy, but you never give

Torture and torture till it’s finally it

Silent as always, never makes a sound

Listening to the words, his ears to the ground

He’s turned on you, better look out

He’s your doom, he’s a fighter now

He’s sharpened his sword, ready for the kill

Stocked up his gun, and you’re standing still

Won’t be for long, he’s coming for you

Ruined a life, so he will too