"Little Hector, What Have You Done?" lyrics
"Little Hector, What Have You Done?"
Hector was nine. In school making colorful drawings most of his time
One day he made this horrible portrait of a dead man and his child
The teacher was shocked! How could such a young lad draw pictures so sad?
Hector was asked to explain. He replied: "It's me and daddy in the attic; hanging when we are dead"
Cold and dead! Cold and dead! Cold and dead!
Later that day, the boy left school early. Hector ran away
When he came home, he found his daddy's revolver
Now it's time to play. While father slept, his son blew his brains all over the bed
Then he went upstairs to the attic. There the kid shot himself through the head
Cold and dead!
Mother came home and saw her husband. Mother came home and saw her son
Her soul collapsed and her heart froze. After the funerals she took an overdose
It is the house... It is the house!
Haunted! The house is cursed, the house is damned
Bewitched! Touched by the devil's hand
Haunted! The house is bitter and sad
Bewitched! It somehow drove little Hector mad
Once upon a time during the war the Nazis came and breached down this door
"Aufstehen!" The men head to stand and see
"Hinsehen!" How their women got raped so brutally. So hard...
Cold and dead!
Father resisted and for that he was taken upstairs after his boy
With his hands tied to his back and another rope around his neck
They made him stand upon the shoulders of his own dear son
Unfortunately the child could not hold his daddy that long
For several days he sat amongst his ravished and executed family
Eventually he knotted a rope out of his own bed-sheets and hung himself next to daddy
Writer(s): Clemens Wijers, Dennis P V Droomers, Ivo Y G M Wijers
- AZLyrics
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- Carach Angren Lyrics
album:
"Where The Corpses Sink Forever" (2012)
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