The baby always cries

                        The body and the mind;  
                       they're both under attack;  
                      without a tear to shed at all,  
                      would you still be exact;  
                      are you completely human,  
                      while navigating tracks;  
                       you take a loss;  
                        some wires cross;  
                         the baby's coming back;  
                         the cold and hard awaits;  
                         the naked truth brings pain;  
                       you wish you knew the answer to,  
                          is life really in vain;  
                         if life is really playing chess,  
                         that stuff is not a game;  
                         when people die,  
                         the babies cry until they've gone insane;  
                         there's nothing left,  
                          we're use to death;  
                          we're tooth and nail til our last breath;  
                          the babies always cry until,  
                          there's nothing left to gain....