The Crying Lamb

by Chuck Aquino   Jan 10, 2005


The crying lamb on the table
The crying lamb which made me cry
The crying lamb which was bound in cables
The crying lamb who dripped blood on my eye

Chip and chop was the music to play
Chip and chop, sounds that made me cry
Chip and chop to my beautiful prey
Chip and chop, brushed it red in the sky

The crying lamb who sang a song
The crying lamb which made me cry
The crying lamb that was brave strong
The same crying lamb that just had to die

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