Before the cry, it was already a scream
Before the name, it was already pain
They dug a cradle in my chest
And called it love
No one asked if I wanted
To open my eyes to this dark
They tore me from the silent nothing
And the nothing, the nothing was mine
They brought me into the world without asking
An inheritance of pain no one chose
Dug cradle
In the ground of existence
To be born is not a gift
It's a sentence with no trial
They dug my cradle
In the abyss I inherited
I never asked to come
I never chose this law
They say life is a gift
I say it's a debt collected
Every breath is interest on nothing
That they pushed me down the road
What if the greatest act of love
Was silencing the cradle before the scream?
Sparing the flesh from what comes after
Sparing the world one more sufferer?
No one asks to be born
No one signs this contract
They dug my cradle
And called it fate
Dug cradle
In the ground of existence
To be born is not a gift
It's a sentence with no trial
Before the cry, it was already a scream
Before the name it was already me