A Child Soon In Chains

When I lay you in the cop and devil sings
When you're locked away for eleven years
When the ties that bind you tight when I untie
When they've drained away your prize

You'll be free when you've lost your mind

When you go to work that's when you feel you're free
When you're locked away for a hundred years
When what would seem so strange will be familiar
Because you're mine because you're mine

Whilе you sleep he'll be thinking of you
Very soon hе'll be coming after you