Being Boiled

Listen to the voice of Buddha
Seeds of your scary culture
Little people like us bring
Boredom, lifeless, and god's touching

Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting
Just because you killed an orphan
Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
Children do forget your torture
Just because you call her mother
Just because she's the better

Once more with the voice of Buddha
He'll see to it you're slaughtered

Who cares for the little children
You made life of no god with them
Like weaklings, you rape them as victims