Believe Kids

To describe this story as horrifying would be an understatement And if that sounds like a warning Then that's exactly what it's meant to be It deals with the sexual abuse of children by satanic cults And not only that human sacrifices as well Tied to your bed You were just a kid Suppressed memories Can't imagine the dread People don't believe A little kid But they are so truthful and pure We can learn from them As I was leaving Theresa's place She handed me this note It's addressed to the film crew She says, thanks for bothering to help kids like me I hope it helps On the other side there's a poem Theresa made up while she was staying at Nan's place She calls it, Nothing Left Nothing left I would scream but there is no voice left I would cry but there are no tears left I would fight but there is no strength left