No rain

So here I stand, watching this evil
lower gently into the ground,
the sorrowing sky, yields a tear,
I'm free from all, bury evil this here.

This sobbing gathering all loved this man
and no one ever knew his evil hand
he pushed his thoughts in to me.
Bled my loins raw, held down the wrists
of Virgins door.

His dirty sweat dripped on to my lips,
his filthy moan brimmed in to me
as he empted the evil seed
and virgins door was left to bleed.

So only the sky sorrows a tear
and all you will get from me
is a hand full of dirt
I'm glad you are dead DADDY.