Your cries are searching for,
The lock and key to your mother's door.
She will ignore our every sound,
And leave you to drown.
No escaping you'll see
No escaping from me.
I'll take off your clothes and you'll beg me no more,
I'll share all your moans and you know that you're done for.
I will sing you to sleep from every thrust,
You will quietly weep and never trust your father.
No escaping you'll see,
No escaping from me.
I'll take off your clothes and you'll beg me no more,
I'll share your moans and you know that you are done for.