{Little old monk broke Momma's hand.

Full of heart and half a man.

Her sights gone from the blue little sea.

Woe now and forever is she.

ᴾᵒʷᵉʳ ᶠˡᵒʷˢ ᶦⁿ ᵐᵉ.

ᴺᵒᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉᵉ.

Little old legless stole Momma's smile.

How wretched, how absolutely vile.

Her dreams were taken 'way by lush green.

Imagine it now, but its never seen.

ᴾᵘʳᵖᵒˢᵉ ᶦˢ ˡᵒˢᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐᵉ.

ᴮᵘᵗ ᶦᵗ ᵃᶜʰᵉˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉᵉ. .

Little old Momma has lost her soul.

No wonders can spare the toll.

The walls have faltered, the big man is in.

We're good daughters, we love the sin.

ᴰᵉᵃᵗʰ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ.

ʸᵉᵗ ᶦᵗ ˢᵗᶦˡˡ ᶠᵉᵃʳˢ ʰᵉ.

Little young Unicorn has work to do.

I have such beautiful horrors for you.}