Lay down with beasts, and welter in my gore Fill your cups of Christ, I am the bloody earth Bright, riding in heaven. The player in rags White Bat is death Feed it to pigs
Rise to be a king, shining with power Down silent avenues, I live on
Life - You owe yours to me Wear - Me around your neck Kneel - And cry for me Son - Father please help me
Safe delivery of a handsome child Merry and sweet looking My endeavours to rise seem useless But I will fight the distance between us
