Tonight, I lay myself feeling depressed
thinking what made me wrong.
I rolled myself, my head bestowed,
"why did things went low?".

Then, I grabbed my phone
played me a song
but things don't come along.

So, I sat and wait
hearing the beat,
LUB-DUB! LUB-DUB! LUB-DUB!
the heart that bears my fate.

Oh! Time is running,
hear the clock's ticking
TICK! TOCK! TICK! TOCK!
Still remains a mystery.

I closed my eyes and plead to God,
Spare my feelings!
Hold me tight!
Keep my sanity !

"What a poignant life it has been".

Shepard in a field,
crucified upon  a wooden fence
Your grieving flock was scattered
worldly

Liberty's book was swiftly plunged into
the blood of bigotry
Fascism laughed in tones of red, white and blue

Land where our fathers died
Land where our bigots hide
I say to you Amen...

I love Jesus;
you must too
resounded these hollow
words

Hate is now the doctrine
intertwined morph-boiled into fear and hate,
being poured over enlightenment
in destruction of green lands
engulfing
youthful sprouts
in destructive steamy waters

The book of Leviticus
is the demise of reason
fractured from critical thinking;
allocated to the current pulped-swine,
swaying in hypnosis listeners of these pulpit-swine-beasts;
they embark with twisted trepidation's disdain

Shepard in other fields of life
into brute submissions
you will succumb being baptised
in your own red pools,
being smitten by the pulpit-swine-listners
of ancient prophets

The dirge, the slow dirge is heard
throughout our delicate land

Ooh sweet brilliant Oscar, we still suffer
as you had
my brilliant Irish lad

I love Jesus
you
must too
My country tis not for me
sweet land of bigotry
to thee I sing, to thee I sing...

O come and sing,
Sing with me.
Sing with me,
Our age old plea:

"Tomorrow I will be free,
Tomorrow I will be
Me".

Today is the perfect day, the finest day of my death
Holding a fine bouquet like this is the perfect wreath
Those eyes are watching me while I'm wearing this wedding dress
But the queen in their eyes, has these heart and mind in a mess.

I remember the last time that we talked to each other
When you gave me that call that I won't forget forever
I was trying to be strong but my eyes were full of tears
I tried to say these words though my heart was full of fears:

"My love, at this time, I won't ask so many things from you
You have done so much for me and you know it hurts me so
I can do nothing today but just to cry over you
You'll be alone and I'm here preparing to say "I do".

But I have a request my love, the  last favor I'll ask
Before the day of my wedding, please be there, please come so fast
Don't be late, be on time, I will wait for you 'til the last
When I give my vow to him, there won't be no time for us."

And now I am walking in this humble aisle of  my grave
I take the last glance at the door for a hope that I'll be saved
But no shadow of you there, now I have to face my death
I can hear my heart's mourning from the sound of the wedding bells.

Today is the perfect day, the finest day of my death
Holding a fine bouquet like this is the perfect wreath
As I have realized how fool I am, why I believed?
Today is the perfect day, let them watch my perfect death...

Dear Ana
Bid me adieu
In your arms, you hold
The heart you abhor
Set me free
From incessant misery