The city slumbers, and someone will die
      savagely in darkness where such evil hides.
 No one could save him, and no one had dared
 to challenge the hatred, and fewer had cared.

 The city slumbers, yet another soul cries
      out for mercy, or forgiveness, or pleads for his life 
 in the face of this sickness. We've ignored the truth
 that we bred the monsters that corrupted these youths. 

 The city slumbers, and the children will sleep
      silently in bed, and their parents must keep 
 a vigil. So what is a child's hard fate
 in this sinister place absorbed with such hate?