Woe unto the king
Fate has got your name
Now Its gotten so very late
now they’re coming for you
Everyday you tell a lie
some may cost another life
You don’t see the people die
and we know that you don’t cry

Suffer the little children
Do you see their tears
Will their faces haunt you
As you pass through the years
Woe the little children
Can you hear them cry
Can you help their mothers
make it through the night

Now you know you got blood on your hands
You crime is quite clear
Now you know there is a price to pay
For those that feed on fear

Now your afraid cause you know
Don’t you know by now
Can you hear them coming for you
The mob is coming for you now

Suffer the little children.
Do you see their tears.
Will their faces haunt you
As you pass through the years
Woe the little children
Can you hear them cry
Can you help their mothers
make it through the night

yes the mob is coming for you now

Suffer the little children
Do you see their tears
Will their faces haunt you
As you pass through the years
Woe the little children
Can you hear them cry
Can you help their mothers
make it through the night

Woe unto the king
Fate has got your name
Now Its gotten so very late
Now they’re coming for you
Everyday you tell a lie
some may cost another life
You don’t see the people die
And we know that you don’t cry

Suffer the little children
Do you see their tears
Will their faces haunt you
As you pass through the years
Woe the little children
Can you hear them cry
Can you help their mothers
make it through the night