My ghosts and phantoms, my memories,
They haunt me like my fantasies...

Come we upon this dying day
For a friend has gone away...

A heart is halved in tears of joy,
And eyes then break upon your breast...

Pirate of the seven seas,
Come I'll break you to your knees...

When death has stricken all the joy of day
And bled it out in red and golden hue...

When turbines seal with their grinding wheel
My sojourn far afield...

Father.
I remember when you took me camping...

When sin enshrouds me like a murk
And rolls against my mind, like waves...

The times we lived together live forever,
For love will hold them fast within my heart...

The love I hold is but a dream;
The girl I kiss is but a hope...

Now lying here all beat to pulp and red
I do suppose it’s time to join those rows...

If I placed a rose in your hand,
Would you make me a ham-sandwich as your return...