You've turned your stare away
From spring's love and sweet smells of May
Locked in the attic where daddy has a drink
The sheets soaked by sweat and blood
Innocence juices run like flood
While he's touching you... while he's caressing you
The warm rays of light are not pierce your darkness
Loss and miscarried dreams frame your eyes
While your heartbeat stills
In a prayer you were once told
That this god is not of yours
Childhood's wounds wont mend
And nothing will come to end
The star tha shines within so bright
It is dying and surrounded by fright
The eyes you were raised to love
Now they've taught you to hate
Lost in a nightmare scene that never
Seems to change
Autumn leaves are falling dead
Whispering your name...