This child

I was sleeping tonight until I´ve heard the bell
I get up very slow, open up the door
A little child was standing, bad face making up
And a low crying came out of him

*I always see children like that
And I can´t stand it anymore
I try and try to help everyone
But it never miss a motherfucker
Who hurt them*

Justice divine ever care about the innocent ones
It ever take care about the innocent minds
Lie, lie, all lies
No one does something to give guarantee of security
Children living in fear, fearing to go back home
Kids with pertubed minds

*Chorus

I had carried this child to an orphanage
Where he become food and a ceiling above
Security and love
Tenderness and friendship
I´m proud to say that I´m the one
Who built this orphanage

*Chorus

This child is just one of the million there are
And not all, better said almost anyone
Got the luck this child had