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
LifeYou owe yours to me WearMe around your neck KneelAnd cry for me SonFather please help me
Safe delivery of a handsome child Merry and sweet looking My endeavours to rise seem useless