Marquis De Sade - Henry

Oh Henry, I tell you it's no use
Trying to put out your eyes
You feel the stiffness invade
Your flesh and crawl to your mind

She shut you in a box and said
You must wait
She shut you in a box
But I'll teach you to hate

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Oh Henry, twenty years old
It would seem that you are too old
A broken toy, you're just a kind
Of walking living deadman