Silent Night

No waking soul for miles around.
The neighbours slept through the awful sound
Of shattering beer bottles in the bar
And a lovers' quarrel gone too far...

"Get some sleep,it's getting late"
"Shut up,bitch, your nap can wait!"

He cornered her, he pushed her down
Then stripped her of her cringing gown
And ravaged her with blatant hate
Because she said it was getting late ...

She screamed for help but no one heard
A kitchen knife, a crimson beard
Cigarette burns and tangled hair
Stale alcohol reeking in the air.

A man must always have his way,
Or else,what will the neighbours say?

Her Nemesis was cold and violent.
The neighbours said the night was silent.