I'm taping up the windows and the doors
I'm nailing all my pretty things to the floor
Eyes like fire, a tempest in the water
Eyes like mine, a temper like your mother's
Daughter, please, it's me
Tell me what you've seen
Daughter, please, spare me
All men's voices screaming
And soon we'll see what you really mean
All the pretty children sharpening their blades
Where my daughter passes only ruins remain
She's walking through the cracks in the walls,
She's walking across the chicken bones on the floor.
Just a little girl, Jesus was a woman
Just a little girl, and – who knew his daughters.
Daughter, please, it's me
Tell me what you've seen
Daughter, please, spare me
All men's voices screaming
And soon we'll sleep in pieces on the street
All the pretty children sharpening their blades
Where my daughter passes only ruins remain
From the edge,
Broke my little girl,
Destroyer of worlds.
