O how love is unfair
Plaguing my soul with an unwanted curse
Abandoning all hope of my own care
For thou to massacre like a gentle
nurse
With arms open wide
And a veil on thou’s skin
Thou danced around inside
Laughing at how her life will begin
A child with no parents to guide
A life of a w***e has risen up high
A life with no suicide
Only the desire for others to die
Every night is filled with moans and
groans
Laughter and pleasure dance around
Her head rests against solid stones
Her legs grind on the broken ground
My soul is a bloody drape
Evil has entered my heart
I need help to escape
From the harlot’s deadly heart
O father, master of our fate
With the wisdom of all
Can you guide me away from fate?
And answer this call?