Her thoughts linger on her first kiss
she remembers the boys face so clearly...

I admit it I did it I stilled her
I picked up my axe and I killed her...

The house is so quite as I walk down the stairs...
beard rasping on my calloused hand the ticking of...

I don't like custard
and you do...

Oh my beautiful girl how have we come to this to...
Our first date I waited four hours in pouring rain...

You were my womb
The breast I fed on...

Jesus was a Carpenter
Wood and Nails His trade...

Cannon be my headstone
Canvas be my shroud...

When the guns fall silent
when the last shots fired...

Laying here alone in your bed all sorts of...
Abandoned now yet last night gladly you squeezed...

It was I who whispered in Pilots ear gave him...
And I threw die for His blood stained robe laughed...

I battle love and all its woes as did the son of...
Heracles lend me your strength and visions of...