Mutant Massacre

[Adam WarRock] Hey yo, they're coming for you Lock your windows and close your doors Yuh, stay underground [Verse 1] Beneath the city where the freaks sleep A little girl dreams of better days Her family hasn't eaten in weeks And above the streets is where the heat seeps And people go about their days And never think about the poor and the meek And so they shiver beneath the sewer grates Dream of better days; guard things[?] the skin decayed Because of the path god made Evolution had failed and so the city cast away It's poor, tired, and hungry so we couldn't see their face And locations and tunnels is where the noises would rumble Because the trains and the construction crews Created the rubble So the family moved deeper to the belly of the beast Sunlight was a memory; nothing there in the least They were shawls to hide their faces As they stumble in the shadows And they know that the horizon will bring another battle They're survivors (yeah) These are the ones with a plan Though it's clear that many died at the hands of common man [Hook] X 2 This is a massacre Of those without much to say This is a massacre Of the ones we tried to sweep away This is a massacre The city talks in its sleep And when you're locked up in your homes That's when they're walking the streets [Verse 2] A little girl grew bigger and her bones they grew too And she learned to filter water like she learned to hunt food And her aim was dead bullseye with the knives that she threw Carved down from her marrow kept an eye straight and narrow On the one hole of light that the sewer grate gave And most had turned away forgotten the life they made But resolve grew to anger and the hate grew to strength And the power led to passion and the old guard's end Gave a chance for her to blossom and flourish And amidst the youth moving lost without a purpose Where she tended and nourished an army of servants She told them how the world simply forgotten And left them down to starve to death Die here and rot in the sewage their minds had cast off Garbage and trash; they're the same to those who lived above She'd never given up; through the years she kept mourning And made her way to the sewer grate remembering the story [Hook] [Verse 3] And now she stalks the alley ways; climbs the buildings And slowly taking the children of people slumbering Left without a trace; without harm Without a note of her work and she Imagined all the parents waking wondering As they made their way through the streets She stole an army of youngins and gave them food to eat And she raised them beneath the plumbing The "have you seen me?" lists kept growing bigger Mothers had lost daughters and brothers had lost sisters She's here to raise an army of able-bodies Who can probably, walk the streets without A second glance from anybody Her grand plan set, she waited and laughed And she remembered all the pain Of those she lost in the past Beneath the city where the freaks sleep A little girl grew softly (what?) As she's fading asleep; she can't remember anything So this is home now As caretakers will tell her the story of just how It was a massacre