Текст песни Spawn - Дети боли

Born under the guns
Born under the dreadful screams
Poznan with the birth of flour
And the death of different faces
Hiding in the ruins of huts
Were once houses
They learned how to kill

In his childhood Warped
Dying before they reach the world
They are all the people curse
Who's life was just happy
Who has not stained their hands
The warm blood of the enemy
Who says money from boredom
Enjoying cheap love

Children pain, fear of children , the children of revenge .
Children pain, fear of children , the children of revenge .