Will the children cry
When their mother dies
And in the autumn of their lives
Will they feel the same

[Out of the [bad word] back tonight. 
Hi sweet Satan, I see you.]

Her longing for me  [bad word] down like hail
Why did you leave me?
 [bad word] here inside and tell me how
How in my final days
I'd find the rhyme

The [bad word] on
The signal for us to act out our lives
You wait beneath the white sheets and you wait forever
The [bad word] on
Your weakness
Storing trace on your eyes
So I left you alone
We all left you alone

[They'll lock all your reason why.]

Lock the children away from harm
They'll lock all your reason why
Seeking tenderness with a dagger
Skin is marked by the years of trials

You felt abandoned in a flock of friends
Singing your praise for the dead
Awaited the face of the moon to ascend
And followed the sound in your head

In your head