| Brought to this world to wither away | |
| Naive about the ways of life is what they say | |
| Millions live millions die, more are yet to come | |
| Living skeletons - where they come from | |
| Born dead into this world | |
| To starve and rot in agony | |
| Born dead into this world | |
| It's their choice, why can't you see | |
| Life of misery, soon a corpse you be | |
| As bones show through, nothing you can do | |
| Relief does not exist | |
| When you are born to die | |
| Disease spreads fast across their dying world | |
| Many cemeteries they will have to build | |
| As process goes on for many years to come | |
| A human waste land created when they are done | |
| Born dead into this world | |
| To starve and rot in agony | |
| Born dead into this world | |
| It's their choice, why can't you see |