Returns Are No Admitted

Welcome my son,blood of my blood
Poor creature,fruit of madness
Life is the most wonderful gift
It´s not a gift when there´s no choice
Better don´t cry,just be quiet
Refuse this life,cause here...there´s just pain

Welcome my son,flesh of my flesh
You´re condemned.guilty of innocence
You'll never know what you make me feel
You´re the result of a selfish dream

Better don´t cry,just be quiet
Refuse this life.you´ll find...just sadness
It´s not a gift when there is no choice
You should play dead before is too late