Child — Elis

A child is born Out of the womb of a mother Who didn't want it It happened in a night Of drunken passion and no thought About the consequence

Two bodies cling together Drunken loneliness Two bodies cling together Blind passion Two bodies cling together

And then it starts to grow This little baby child This unwanted life Don't you know it has to prove During its whole life That it has a right to exist

Two bodies cling together Mindless heat Two bodies cling together Cruel lust Two bodies cling together

And then it starts to grow This little baby child This unwanted life Don't you know it has to prove During its whole life That it has a right to exist

A child is born Out of the womb of a mother Who didn't want it It happened in a night Of drunken passion and no thought About the consequence