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To the ones that we've forgotten,

and labeled as insane.

In institutions rotting,

secret mars of family shame.

Bound tightly and injected,

subdued by pill regimes.

Suspended animation,

pull the rug over the stain.

Mistreated and molested,

fed food not fit for pigs.

If we're to call them human beings,

why treat their lives as shit?

No chance of contribution,

to well-oiled society.

Viewed as manure walking,

wastes of very air we breathe.

Rejected, disavowed,

buried beneath our shallow smiles.

What do they mean for us,

and what do they deserve?

Four padded walls,

their coffins underfunded, understaffed.

In a putrid squalor wallow,

while the rich and perfect have a laugh.

Sons and daughters,

brethren and kin.

Sisters and brothers,

from pictures are trimmed.

Out of our sight,

out of our minds.

Where is the kindness,

on which this world prides?

This is the coldest song,

a voice could ever sing.

It's destined to come out wrong,

we've done the damnedest things.

Oh, the humanity!

Denial so disgusting,

a life shackled rusting.

And business is booming,

we're vampires and should be ashamed.

At birth found unequal,

a real living freak show.

Throw them in a cell,

and forget their existence is pain.

What a shame!

A shrine unto torment,

to minds deemed delinquent.

Place holding placation,

the voiceless damnated can't scream.

Can you hear them scream?

Mistreated and molested,

fed food not fit for pigs.

If we're to call them human beings,

why treat their lives as shit?

No chance of contribution,

to well-oiled society.

Viewed as manure walking,

wastes of very air we breathe.

Sons and daughters,

brethren and kin.

Sisters and brothers,

from pictures are trimmed.

Out of our sight,

out of our minds.

Where is the kindness,

on which this world prides?

This is the coldest song,

a voice could ever sing.

It's destined to come out wrong,

we've done the damnedest things.

Oh, the humanity!