Broken Spirits lyrics

The miracles of Christmas

The magic of childhood

Gave way to indulgences

That needed attention then

Such a terrible crime

Stealing away fantasy

To make room for an ego

That could not bear it

The credit falsely given

Was such a graven offense

As to wipe out happy hopes

To nullify Santa, so joyous

Torn by memories past

Perhaps pleasant, or sad

Now bartered off unfairly

Someone must be blamed

Adulthood comes quick

Lasting long, terminally so

To rob a child of childhood

Because the world offended

Because they are lost

Full of self, child delinquent

And took all from them

Now they must pay a debt

Let not these children stir

Thoughts of regrets mistaken

Unatonable, life is very long

For a soul filled with hate

Let grandchildren be so

A blessing to refire the coals

Of fond memories untainted

Precious gifts tenderly held

From bad comes bad, indelible

The miseries of life are to forget

Their preservation a sentence

Permanently scoring the souls