Besedila: Testament. Low. Legions (in Hiding).

Domestically violent, with razor blade smiles
A two face role model fool
Infested with anger, a well hidden crime
Teaching those lessons so cruel

Oh, the torment spreads
War inside my head
Please just set me free
You call this, a family

Battered, abusive, there's no wrong or right
When you're enslaved in your room
Hiding from demons in urban daylight
Knowing that they'll be here soon

So many bruises and scars left for life
When physical evidence fades
Silently screaming just to be loved
Their innocence taken away

Oh no, the torment spreads
War inside my head
Please just set me free
You call this, a family?

Virtues are shattered by parents they trust
All their love is misused
The next generation, the damaged will learn
To keep spinning wheels of abuse

Oh no, the torment spreads
War inside my head
Please just set me free
You call this, a family