Lurching Lullaby
I give life to my child
And my child is death
Such a simple desire
To determine who's left
A quiet containment
With such a delay
My child's contentment
As they're all swept away
Cries of pain are her song
Breaking bones are music
New torture with age
And a fear to lose it
Good night to my child
I'll handle the rest
I'd do anything for her
My child of death
And my child is death
Such a simple desire
To determine who's left
A quiet containment
With such a delay
My child's contentment
As they're all swept away
Cries of pain are her song
Breaking bones are music
New torture with age
And a fear to lose it
Good night to my child
I'll handle the rest
I'd do anything for her
My child of death
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