John Greaves
Текст песни Irma

It is night
Irma's lying next to me
It is dark
I hear sounds disturbing me
Several people are entering the room
I can't move
I can't reach my weapon
The people (all men) climb the stairs
From basement up to bedroom
They're talking to me
But the words are muffled
Absolutely unintelligible
I try to curse at them
Ask them what they're doing
When they're disturbing me
But I'm unable to speak to them
And they pay no attention to me
They disrobe
Attack Irma sexually
I'm unable to see her face
Or their faces