Charlotte:
Father I’m not feeling well, the flowers me you fed
Tasted spoiled for suddenly I find that I am dead
But father don’t you fear
Your children all are here
Singing, "Oh the hazards of love!"

Dawn:
Papa turn the water down, the basin’s overflown
The water covers everything and me left all alone
But Papa here in death
I have regained my breath
To sing, "Oh the hazards of love!"
To sing, "Oh the hazards of love!"

Isaiah:
Spare the rod, you'll spoil the child, but I'd prefer the lash
My sisters drowned and poisoned, all, and me reduced to ash
And buried in an urn
But father, I return
Singing, "Oh the hazards of love"
Singing, "Oh the hazards of love"
"The hazards of love"
"The hazards of love"