Death beats at her household door,
as pain rings from ear to ear.
He shouts you ungrateful little whore,
her mind is anything but crystal clear.

Her body aches then aches some more
but then, her body stops dead cold with fear.
She sees her household door breaking down its core,
as she smells his horrid breath of liquor and beer.
Her body now falls flat on the floor,
as her face fills with tear on top of tear.
Now that death has got through her household door.