House of horror how lucky are we
With all our words you hear
How long has it been 
Since you seen your own sanity

You were there when he took my sister's innocence
You were there for every one of my mother's lashings
So today when I will end our strife
At the end of this I will burn this house down

For it knows the hell 
We've been through and I want a fresh start
So that's how the story of the martyr
but they do not know the man I know

The man who put seed in his own daughter
The man who would drink a cold one
Then give his daily beatings

(I wanted to tell everyone that the story is fake, I love you all and thank you for reading.)