Sleeping in the street once more
I'm always give and never take...

His clammy fingers touch her pure complexion
His putrid breath, stains her perfection...

Stay strong my saviour
Never let them get you down...

It is short and curved and polished
It is made of strong, flexible yew...

Sitting, playing in the light
Putting a puzzle together...

An understatement of confusion
Sleepless nights, little time...

Never thought I'd go through this complicated...
I never though we'd have this unfriendly...

Once upon a time
There was a single key...

A signal, a sign
Put my life on the line...

Fires fueled with global corruption
Failing governments, religious disruption...

Upon my shelf of memory
Lies a box without a key...

I laugh and look on as the torture begins
The crying innocent, gagged and bound...