There was a day

I would endlessly play

In the soggy grass…

Of the distant past.

And there, sat the man

With the reed in his hand,

And they called him Joe…

With him, I was home.

He made magic of madness,

Casted rainbows of sadness,

And he called me Son…

To him, I was one.

That Sun never set,

And our day never ended

And he never died.

He is in PARADISE.

But in my heart

There is boundless

Rage.

Disgusting injustice,

You took him away.

Ugly Motherfucker,

You took him away.

I can taste the mud.

I can taste the blood.

I can see the pendulum

Swinging from the left hand

Of God.

AND WHY ARE YOUR EYES CLOSED

AND WHY DO OUR TEARS NOW RUN RED?

There will come a day,

That we wipe them away…

Every raindrop that fell

Upon that living Hell.

But for now, his honor is mine

And my work is his shrine…

So he’ll never die;

He lives in

PARADISE.