SACRIFICE

What a pity you fled the farm, left its virgin open arms! from the country's cradle of charms to the city's killer swarm.

Down in the city without reason or rhyme, midnights hung with the fruits of crime, you cower now at dawn unbegun, sentenced to die for the murders you've won.

Oh mother dear, what will you do? What will become of you? Night will claim your only one! Mother, forgive me. What have I done?

Lover, rhythm of my every hour, only you my heart devour. Wine divine your daily bread, my heart went to your head.

Strange this city of cinder and chrome, ancestors' ashes and hearts of stone. Souls of the dead won't let me be, murderer's grave made just for me.

Meet me down South for our rendezvous. Bystanders wail "to hell with you." Hanged by a river, chilled my blood it runs. Through barred windows, the midnight sun.

Night limps onward filled with pain, crying twilight's gentle rain, felled by the hunter's killer horn. When will night end? When will I be born?

I am a traveler from afar, wandering weary from star to star. Who will relay my sacrifice? Last words fail me. I've gone under twice.