The Dreadful Hours

(альбом: The Dreadful Hours - 2001)

Mother, will you take me down?
I have become so afraid
Mother, please, please take me down
I'm sorry, your boy is not brave

Child, just hold on. Night will soon be gone
Sleep if you can. But watch your father's hand

We do not want you. Nobody loves you
Father of the dark. Tonight will greet you

God in heaven, can you hear me
Help me, oh, Lord. They're coming for me
Mother warned me. Father scorned me
Oh my God. No. Now I hear him

I claim your life on this night
Within sight of your own God

The silence, the waiting then the pain
Oh, child, sleep will be here soon
Your life has only ever been shame
And so, young boy, my hand brings doom

Child, won't you awake. Father has gone
Child, please come awake. Please, my tiny son