Sweet Melissa I often pray for you. I hope your suffering was brief. I hope the angels that watch over all little children. Came for you and took you someplace beautiful and sweet. Aahh... Suffer The Little Children. Dear Melissa I often think of you. Everytime I hold my baby in my arms. I say a prayer for your mama and daddy too. I know they miss you miss you since you're gone. Suffer The Little Children. At the hands of evil men. No baby dolls no teddy bears. No lullabies for them. Every mother's nightmare. Will it ever end. Suffer The Little Children. At the hands of evil men. You who done the deed better do some prayin' too. Better hope that God's forgivin' like they say. Cause somewhere somebody keeps a list. Of the evils that men do. An' your name's right up there. I heard `em say. Aahh... Suffer The Little Children. At the hands of evil men. No baby dolls no teddy bears. No lullabies for them. Every mother's nightmare. Will it ever end. Suffer The Little Children. At the hands of evil men. From the album "Wide Awake In Dreamland".