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