In the papers I read how they found her 
On her face was the look of death 
In this house from [bad word] 

In the papers I read how they had found her 
On her face was the look of death, a forgotten prisoner 
In a small space under the stairs 
Hidden away for so many years 
No one would miss her 

In this house from [bad word] 
Was an evil pill 
For this mother's baby 
Such a sweet slow kill 
Slow kill 

As they took them away, still said they loved her 
But they both had abused their child, it was a murder 
Dear Mom and Dad slightly insane 
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Their little girl locked up in chains 
To be theirs forever 

In this house from [bad word] 
Was an evil pill 
For this mother's baby 
Such a sweet slow kill 
Slow kill 

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Was an evil pill 
For this mother's baby 
Such a sweet slow kill 
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Was an evil pill 
For this mother's baby 
Such a sweet slow kill 
Slow kill 
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