There's hope in his hands
A place they'll understand
There's tears in her eyes.

I light the match in the centrifuge
To each part is her own
I watch the child go recluse
To each part is his own.

I saw a woman lose her child
To the disease that killed defile
Before the birth made it alive.

There's hope in his hands
A place they'll understand
There's tears in his eyes.

I find the tears not in her face
She took another man while she had her own
I saw fear catching in her face
Since I had feared the worst that I would ever known.

Cause I knew a girl that took her own
Even though she had me all the most
Now she denies that we exist
And family problems still persist
And I still have to deal with it.

Building atom bombs out of shelters.

Cause they deserve to die.

And I just don't know why
I bother to try.

There's hope in his hands
A place they'll understand
There's tears in their eyes
And one day they will die.

They sit in the park
And let their hands just breathe
Cause one day they'll die.

I light the match in the centrifuge
To each part is her own
I watch the child go recluse
To each part is his own.

As he takes his life with the noose
The bomb goes off and it takes loose
To Kill the stomach
And drown the children in the clues.