Mother Violence

Glassy eyes, frightened look Pale face, far removed from happiness Early adult, was never a child Was mother's slave, repressed whirlwind His own will was broken, forbidden to resist Every no from him was punished Futile pleading Subtle, hidden and cold Mother Violence Neighbors all look the other way Just hands off the dirt Remember, moms are just sweet Violence never comes from mothers, the fathers are the swines Step up to the lying club, come in, let the doubt be, don't want to be outside, otherwise you will become the swine Locked up in the cellar, deportation arrest At night on the street, so scared to death Top-Secret blows, was always to blame Always mental torture, day-to-day turmoil One day he broke out from home, fled to his good father Seemed liberated, but next morning a hangover came Subtle, hidden and cold Mother Violence Outwardly quite sweet and nice, she pulled her spider's web around his exile Youth Welfare fell for her, saw only her saint`s shine The blind choir sang: Only fathers can be perpetrators, mothers are so weak and small Subtle, hidden and cold Mother Violende Subtle, hidden and cold Mother Violence Subtle, hidden and cold Mother Violence