When she hides her eyes at night/ lays in the darkness and cries/ I often wonder why she doesnt come to me/ and let me hold her safe in my arms/ far away from his twisted charms/ and the sick mind of him that kills her from within slowly day by day/ there's nothing though that we can say/ to make her walk away from him/ this rage boils within me deeply/ he needs to die so sweetly by my hands/ he isn't really a man/ just a monster hidden in skin/ the devil incarnate you'll find within him/ and his face I hate with the passion of God...
