Have mercy on their children for they play with idle hands Their laughter is their folly and their statues never stand The values of a man can never change He yields them when he speaks his lover's name We took them from above, as bird with broken back His scene was in the wind, his eggs had never hatched How strange that she should know him, if only by a name His scent was so peculiar, so fragile was his frame He charmed them with the malice of a child Whose dignity had since been running wild He is the sunlight over you when crops are screaming rain He is the willing servant of those in need of pain A witness to the eyesight of the blind He is a burning question in the mind A whisper to a scream, as prelude to a dream Remembrance to the lost, he's come to melt the frost With hatred in his eyes, and a love that never dies His beauty never fades, without it he decays So pray the end comes quickly boy, and sturdy up that spine Just know that he has reached you with every glass of wine He sullies you with reason and he tempts you with his glance And kisses you with crimson just to lead you by the hand Just know that he is at your door tonight Just know that he is at your heels tonight