Take the blame on souls that didn't want to die It wouldn't be the same if you saw the look in their eyes No choices for them but agonise Test their pain Shocks to their brain Days after days It's a silent massacre Ditched in cage Bolts in their heads Blood on your hands Carnage Ditched in cage Bolts in their heads Blood on your hands Carnage It wouldn't be the same If their screams could reach your ears It wouldn't be the same if these blinkers dropped some tears