Can't you see the pain in her tears?
Can't you feel the fear in her shaking little touch?
Can't you hear the hatred in her sweet little voice?
Can't you feel her skin crawl beneath your cold sweaty clutch?
It's a rape of innocense..
It's a crying shame....
It's her mind she is losing....
In your dirty little game.
You've taken her childhood.
You've taken her trust.
You've taken her sanity...
With your insanely sick lust.
She begs you to stop.
But you pretend not to hear.
And you pretend not to see
Those lonely, silent tears.
It's a rape of innocense.
It's a crying shame.
Someone always loses
When you play these little games.
She grows older and stronger
With each new day
She wants to tell someone
But what can she say?
Alone in the world
Without anyone to care
She loads the gun
Life has became to much to bare.
It's a rape of innocense
It's a crying shame
It's time to end this
Sick little game.
In the darkness she sits
Eyes full of tears
She cant believe this has went on
For this many years.
Her door slams open
He's came home drunk again
She screams into the night
"You're not my father...you're not my fucking friend!"
Just like a starving animal
He moves in for his feast.
She cowers in a corner and prays to God
"Save me from the cold hands of the BEAST!"
It's a rape of innocense
It's a crying shame
she pulls the trigger....
END OF GAME!!
