Sitting here in the darkness, thinking of you Your mother's mind is full of confusion Maybe this time she won't get it through Don't think she doesn't care, don't think she wouldn't love you But society's rules make her feel oppressed So she has to decide between your life and your death What kind of world is this where you're forced to decide? A world in which the strongest live and the weak has to die? You are unborn, you have no chance to fight But I pray for you that you can see the light When your mother was a child, she had to learn about Being a confounded nuisance, love wasn't around Her parents got divorced, all she feels for them is hate Can anybody damn her if she spares you this fate? But you are real, you are six weeks 'till now You've got a right to live, you must survive somehow Six more weeks, what can I do To bring her even closer to you? What kind of world is this where you're forced to decide? A world in which the strongest live and the weak has to die? Don't think it's hopeless though you cannot fight Believe me, I pray for you that you can see the light What kind of world is this where you're forced to decide? A world in which the strongest live and the weak has to die? You are God's creation though you cannot fight But I pray for you in Jesus' name tonight