Impellitteri - Slow Kill

In the papers I read how they found her
On her face was the look of death
In this house from hell
In the papers I read how they had found her
On her face was the look of death
a forgotten prisoner
In a small space under the stairs
Hidden away for so many years
No one would miss her
In this house from hell
Was an evil pill
For this mother`s baby
Such a sweet slow kill
Slow kill
As they took them away still said they loved her
But they both had abused
their child it was a murder
Dear Mom and Dad slightly insane
Their little girl locked up in chains
To be theirs forever
In this house from hell
Was an evil pill
For this mother`s baby
Such a sweet slow kill
Slow kill
In this house from hell
Was an evil pill
For this mother`s baby
Such a sweet slow kill
In this house from
In this house from hell
Was an evil pill
For this mother`s baby
Such a sweet slow kill
Slow kill
In this house from
In this house from
In this house from
In this house from hell