Innocence Gone
Running futher away
So fast I'm unable to scream
No longer wish to stay
What I saw wasn't a dream
You took my voice from me
But what you did to her was worse
In the dark, I was able to see
Why my mummy now needs a hearse
You look at me with eyes so kind
And pull me into Daddy's embrace
But there's an image burned into my mind
Of blood running down her pale face

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