To a Sickly Child Lyrics

You are a sickly child
Without the strength
To meet the weight of this world.
Where did we go wrong?
How did we go wrong?

What shall the solution be?

It is not for me to say how the sick shall meet their, End yet they shall and they shall...
(Let me take the air from your lungs that vapid poisonlet me be the finger on the trigger)

O sick, sick child.My sick, sick child. Please listen to me. Please listen to me.

(Sick, sick child)Whose ills no mother's love could ease
let me be your sanctuary I am your refuge,
So look into my eyes, child, and realise...
You are looking down a barrel of a gun.
(Sick, sick child)Whose ills no mother's love could ease
let me be your sanctuary I am your refuge,
So look into my eyes, child, and realise...
You are looking down a barrel of a gun.