Six months on [bad word] with me
and her belly is growing by the day
I know I can't make her love me like this
there is nothing I can do or say

She's [bad word] so skinny and I try to feed her well
but the cops are on to us, we cannot travel fast enough
Should I go down in a fight
Or should I do what I know deep down is right?

Should I set them free?
Where I go only pain will follow
That child is a part of me
inevitably that will bring them sorrow

Is there still time to win back His love
I could end their lives for a blessing from above
I can't have it all so I need to choose
but no matter what I will be the one to lose

So long I've been [bad word] for heaven's sake
must I doubt my life's work at the finish line
for something as fragile as mortal love
when the ethereal throne awaits to be mine

No, I cannot sacrifice my work
for something as uncertain as love
And that beast in her stomach
would be a living proof of my disobedience

So I held her under water
until she [bad word] no more
My job was done
and gone was the distracting [bad word]