Total Lack of Parental Care - Gutted

I woke up the morning, by the early sunbeams

It ain’t special cause, I do it every single day

But there’s something in the air today

I don’t know what but a really smell

My opened eyes make the awakening perfect

Horrible pictures in my sight

The evening ended with murder

My young little sister’s lying named in her bed

I howl for my parents but its too late

Now the massacre come back to my mind

Brutal murder in the family-room

Parts of body deep in blood

The evil

Ghost who possessed me last night

It’s called the lack of parental care