Accident of Fate
If every woman is a concubine of pain
My mother is that everyone –
A shepherdess flocks of pain.
Barely each day gone by without her back
Become animal skin
If every woman is a concubine of pain
My mother is that everyone –
A shepherdess flocks of pain.
Barely each day gone by without her back
Become animal skin
It’s a decision, it’s a choice
It’s a silent whispering voice
As clear and smooth as a sail
Telling you that you must not fail
It’s in your heart and your