Inside this infant shellnI prematurely came of agenA childhood's remnantsnFor nightmares of abysmal sufferingnnI carried the burdennTo the edges of my soulnTo spread the tale for thosenWho are forced to scream without a mouthnWho are forced to scream without a mouthnnYou thousands, you millionsnBehold the sound of my voicenYou children of childrennRemember the sound of my voicenHarbinger of the pastnKeeper of a better tomorrownHarbinger of the pastnKeeper of a better tomorrownnMy eyes have gazed into a vortex of brutalitynFrom the undertownI surfaced and was washed ashorenI am an orphan, yet a child to all my memoriesnI am alonenYet there are so many more like mennOne of millionsnDescended into chaosnVictims of minds infectednWith all consuming hatenWith all consuming hatennYou thousands, you millionsnBehold the sound of my voicenYou children of childrennRemember the sound of my voicenHarbinger of the pastnKeeper of a better tomorrownHarbinger of the pastnKeeper of a better tomorrownTomorrownnThe rain of all these tearsnHas cleansed my mind of angernIt has erased the urgenTo retaliatennBehold the sound of my voicenRemember the sound of my voice