Letras: King Diamond. Them. Mother's Getting Weaker.

Tonight would be
The last night that we had our tea
That bloody tea
Which sent us into ecstasy

Yesterday mother complained
Feelin' dizzy, all in pain
Mother's gettin' weaker
Looking paler day by day

As morning came
She could not make it out of bed
And grandma's spell
Was gettin' straight into her head

Not a single word
She didn't seem to be alive
Getting weaker
Looking paler day by day

Then Missy came in and
She led me by the hand
I didn't want to go
Oh but I should have known

Mother was barely conscious
Why should I care?
Just lookin' forward
To the next ordeal

I think I heard
My sister begging me to stay
She gave me the phone
So I could call someone for help

I simply let go of her hand
Then I cut the wire
Missy was cryin'
As I left them both behind

And mother's getting weaker
Missy shouted at my back
"I hate you"