Listen to the voice of Buddha
You may slice with no conviction
Once more with the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Children don't forget this torture
Boiled alive for some God's stocking
Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting
Who cares for the little children
Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
Just because you call her mother
Little people like your offspring
Doesn't mean that she's your better
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Just because the kid's an orphan