The house is growing quiet, the vigil will begin A nightly visitation will surely come again And you must keep your silence, the walls are paper-thin Oh yes, you must be silent, the walls are paper-thin A light's on in the hallway, there's footsteps at the door Your kind and cruel tormentor casts his shadow on the floor And still you must be silent, for no-one will believe Oh yes, you must be silent, good children don't deceive.
A heaving weight, stifling your cries Penetrating pain, wetness on your thighs And then he'll tell you: "My dear I truly love you." He flinches when you ask him why do you do the things you do,,, you think he's on the level When he says it is the Devil Or perhaps it is the grain, (he will explain) That makes him cause your pain
The house is growing quiet, the vigil will begin In grim anticipation, of a parental sin And still you must be silent, the walls are paper-thin Oh yes, you must be silent, the walls are paper-thin The footsteps in the hallway, they fill your heart with fear Your nemesis is coming, you feel him drawing near And still you keep you promise, a solemn spoken vow A pact that you would sunder, if only you knew how
A heaving weight, stifling your cries Penetrating pain, wetness on your thighs And then he'll tell you: "My dear I truly love you." He flinches when you ask him why do you do the things you do,,, you think he's on the level When he says it is the Devil Or perhaps it is the grain, (he will explain) That makes him cause your pain (Repeat)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
