Niila - Who Raises A Hand

Dropped into this world

From a big of a star

No option to choose our home

Those timid little eyes

Tell that she was caught

By the hands of someone wrong


Cause she should be in the arms

That would keep her warm

Not the one's that will bruise her skin

Cause she should be in the arms

That would let her soar

Not the one's that will break her wings


So shame on a father, who raises a hand

In Grace of a daughter, disgrace of a man

A bruise disappears but a memory will last

So shame on a father, who raises a hand


Little mind in the house

Where fear is the host

Life's an unfair lottery

The hell behind the scenes

When the curtain's closed

Is her reality


And what could be so broken

In the soul of a man

Mistreated hearts claim free

Living by the gardins

of the ghosts from the past

Pain is what you breed


So shame of a father, who raises a hand

In Grace of a daughter, disgrace of a man

A bruise disappears but a memory will last

So shame on a father, who raises a hand


So shame on a father, who raises a hand

In Grace of a daughter, disgrace of a man

A bruise disappears but a memory will last

So shame on a father, who raises a hand