Bony Child
She feels the cold
It bites her skin
It gnaws with ruthless venom
But no one cares much anyway
'Cause this is what they say,
"Shoo, shoo, shoo, bony child,
I have no change to spare.
Mercy has made its self scarce,
It's a sin filled world out there."
Stony roads bruise her feet
The icy wind claws her face
Her white hands attempt to defend her eyes
For this is what she cries,
"Help, help, help for a child,
i'm being consumed by fear.
Mercy has made its self scarce,
It's a sin filled world out here."
A beam of light
Falls across her path
With squinted eyes she peers up
To find a candle lit casement
In longing she'll lament,
"Warmth, warmth, warmth for a child,
I'm frozen to the bone.
Mercy has made its self scarce,
and sin feasts on those alone."
The wind doesn't die
As she hurries on
Into a stingy ally
Sprawling among piles of rubbish
She hears the darkness hiss,
"Die, die, die, bony child,
Your fears, they make us laugh.
We've killed dear mercy, and you'll fall next,
Not a soul can survive our wrath."
Hugging her knees
To her chest
She sobs into the night
Until sleep overtakes her
She's lost without a fight,
"Wake, wake, wake, bony child,
Thrust open your eyes to light.
Here the cold cannot harm you,
And you're hidden from darkness' spite."
Blinking into
Smiling brightness
Here darkness does not throng
Daises frolic on a scented breeze
She twirls 'round in soundless song,
"Live, live, live, lovely child,
Dance all your burdens away.
Breathe the air into your blood,
Savor this time of play."
An impish wind
Nudges her skin
In joy of freedom, she laughs
Melodious is her shimmering voice
Now interrupted by a noise,
"Fare well, you must flee, darling child,
They've come to steal you back.
There's nothing you can do, bony child,
It's soon a life you'll lack."
All beauty dies
Before her face
She's flung back into the dark
The darkness of a poisoned world
A world that she must bare
A world she cannot bare
"Dead, dead, dead is this child,
She's strewn across this trash.
Body cold as Sir Winter's ice,
Fear has burned her to ash."
It bites her skin
It gnaws with ruthless venom
But no one cares much anyway
'Cause this is what they say,
"Shoo, shoo, shoo, bony child,
I have no change to spare.
Mercy has made its self scarce,
It's a sin filled world out there."
Stony roads bruise her feet
The icy wind claws her face
Her white hands attempt to defend her eyes
For this is what she cries,
"Help, help, help for a child,
i'm being consumed by fear.
Mercy has made its self scarce,
It's a sin filled world out here."
A beam of light
Falls across her path
With squinted eyes she peers up
To find a candle lit casement
In longing she'll lament,
"Warmth, warmth, warmth for a child,
I'm frozen to the bone.
Mercy has made its self scarce,
and sin feasts on those alone."
The wind doesn't die
As she hurries on
Into a stingy ally
Sprawling among piles of rubbish
She hears the darkness hiss,
"Die, die, die, bony child,
Your fears, they make us laugh.
We've killed dear mercy, and you'll fall next,
Not a soul can survive our wrath."
Hugging her knees
To her chest
She sobs into the night
Until sleep overtakes her
She's lost without a fight,
"Wake, wake, wake, bony child,
Thrust open your eyes to light.
Here the cold cannot harm you,
And you're hidden from darkness' spite."
Blinking into
Smiling brightness
Here darkness does not throng
Daises frolic on a scented breeze
She twirls 'round in soundless song,
"Live, live, live, lovely child,
Dance all your burdens away.
Breathe the air into your blood,
Savor this time of play."
An impish wind
Nudges her skin
In joy of freedom, she laughs
Melodious is her shimmering voice
Now interrupted by a noise,
"Fare well, you must flee, darling child,
They've come to steal you back.
There's nothing you can do, bony child,
It's soon a life you'll lack."
All beauty dies
Before her face
She's flung back into the dark
The darkness of a poisoned world
A world that she must bare
A world she cannot bare
"Dead, dead, dead is this child,
She's strewn across this trash.
Body cold as Sir Winter's ice,
Fear has burned her to ash."