One freezing evening when windows were cracked and open Their hearts dead at the moment when they saw that horror The children covered with pillows and slaughtered
They left them on the swings alone But there was that bad feeling in their bones 'fore the rise of the moon Mothers felt the presence of doom
At first there's utmost dread Followed by hateing their own life and breath That disfigured lady in black Is laughing mad while showing them their loved ones dead
This place of macabre is so real True nature of things drives them insane Early morning reminescence fuels the shock Instead of tea they drank their own kids' blood
The days they lived with their dearest children are gone now The mothers have hanged themselves on gallows
The curse has spread into the trees As they committed suicide because of their slaughtered kids Not only one, not two but more! Dead mothers' hopeless screamsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
