Starved To Death

[Jory] Infant-- starved to death Rotted flesh-- aligns my crib [Chorus:] Redirect my fate Only so much a man can take Reconnect your corpse Flesh and blood no more Mother-- wretched whore Betray-- my father's trust [Chorus] Innocence is relative Marked for death, Not to forgive My flesh replaced with Cold, frail glass Life and death is relative Father-- not himself Must make-- the crying stop [Chorus]