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 that 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...