Crucify the Cradle

Stubborn you are, spread your poison; let it grow, grow, grow. You teach him that? I oppose ... And now look at us in a row. His innocent thoughts are pushed aside by the sin of chaos. But the child simply wants to observe; we wear the pants, we're the boss! I'll make him perfect with my teachings; You'll make him weak. You want to teach him fear, I want to teach him to know knowledge is to seek. Oh my God, he's confused, look what we've done!