I was raised on Jesus Christ and I was told how he gave up his life. As a child, I would pray at night and I would swear, I felt protected by his holy light. I believed in his holy book, though I confess I never much gave it a look. But I was told of the glorious stories within, filled me full of hope, kept me safe in a world full of sin and I believed that this was the end of the world. Yes I believed that this was the end of the world I was born 1965, in the united states, the land of the immaculate lie. And I have grown, to realize, all that I looked forward to, wasn’t real, it was false, it was part of the lie. Like Santa Claus, Superman, Sacred Cross, Holy Lamb, Satan and Peter Pan, Soul of the dying man, Cops and Cathedrals, TV’s and Angels, Serpents that speak and the garden of Eden. Church and society, Alcohol, LSD, Movie stars, Athletes, Politics and Charities. Your preacher and confessor is a child molester and they fall to his feet but he won’t turn the other cheek And we were born with a crown of thorns and nails through our hands and our feet. While the earth consumes without empathy, the bodies of all who believe. Jesus Christ, tell me please, we’ve only got one thing to pray. Why give a life to human being if you're just going to take it away... I was raised on Jesus Christ and I was told it was he who had given me life, But the truth be known, I was an accident. It wasn’t love or affection, or immaculate conception, It was a beast with an erection and a woman who bled on the sheets and I realize, there’s one thing that’s waiting on me. It isn’t heaven or hell, It’s just a box and a veil and a man in a suit that tells lies as I’m lowered in the ground. .. is this the end of the world? .. Is this the end of the world?

Open the gate dear woman, walk through my garden gathering stones. In your daisy apron, take off your bonnet & rest in the sun. Beneath your golden halo, you hung your head & you whispered a song. Go to sleep my baby, but your eyes fill with tears cause you’re a mother to none. This is the world you created, this is your life shining through. This is the world you created. I’m sorry there was nothing I could do. Walk through the field old lover, gathering your heather now tangled in brier. Your dreams are now a fading ember, though once they were a great, great fire. Now you’re a sojourn woman, lying alone neath the marshy moon & where is the man you waited? Did you leave him alone writing songs in his room? This is the world you created, this is your life shining through. This is the world you created. I’m sorry there was nothing I could do. Walk through the streets old woman, crouched without sympathy, bitter with scorn. Stop by the churchyard watching, all of the children play, could have hers. When a small girl approaches running & the old lady, bright eyed, holds out her arms, but the girl screams GO HOME WITCHY WOMAN & her heart sinks, says "I haven't got a home" & she turns & she walks alone. This is the world you created, this is your life shining through. This is the world you created. I’m sorry there was nothing I could do.

Mary I surrender though no fortune has been made I spent my days in the comfort of your arms I never was a rich man, well at least that's what they say but I had all I ever needed, when I had you in my gaze And long is the road I'm traveling And cold is the wind that's blowing And when I'm gone, will you come to my stone? Yeah, When I'm gone.... will you come? Mary please come closer, woman, do not be afraid I've something to tell you, before it slips away I buried you a treasure on black mountain high and you will find it, where the earth has kissed the sky But long is the road to heaven And cold are the stars that twinkle And when I'm gone, will you come to my stone? Yeah, When I'm gone.... will you come? All of the friends I made none compared with you All of the plans we had well, I hope you'll see them through Mary please take my hand because you're fading from my view and I don't want to leave you but there's nothing I can do Mary I am sorry but the shadows finally won and I am leaving, but I'll write you one more song Mary stop your praying for the darkness has arrived and I am fading, from your soft familiar light And dark is the road to nowhere And soft is the light in your hair And when I'm gone, will you come to my stone? Yeah, When I'm gone.... will you come?

Do you miss me with your lights down low Do you wish that I didn't have to go Do you ever wonder secretly if I'm the one Do you wish tonight that I would call you on the phone... but it don't ring, you're lying, with your tv on and you fall asleep wishing that you were not alone Do you miss me when the rain comes down Do you wish that I was still around Do you listen to my music as you're drifting off to sleep and do you think to yourself this one's written just for me. Does it bring back old memories or make you wonder what could be. Do you wish I was with you, to hold you while you sleep Do you miss me more than you would tell Do you think that you're still beneath my spell Do you tell yourself some times you'd rather be alone then when you're day is over, deep inside you know you're wrong'... cause the moon's hanging heavy & your heart is beating fast and you know that I want you, but you're frightened of the past Do you miss me after I have gone Do you miss me when you hear this song

I don't want anything to do with love I'm forfeiting heaven I'm moving from the conscious state of mind to level seven I've got a common curiosity I know it's forbidden I've got a golden voice inside my head that says grow beyond your own visions I don't want to see you again I don't need the torture I just want to be on my own away from the vultures I see my crystal soul up in the velvet sky I've got my mind on revolution I've got my hands untied I feel my spirit glide I am the king of evolution I see the seven spirits of my past showing me visions They say the worst drug that I've ever had and I know, was religion I don't want to see them again I don't need the torture I just want to be on my own away from the future I see my crystal soul up in the velvet sky I've got my mind on revolution I've got my hands untied I feel my spirit rise I am the king of evolution I've seen the sainted fold bow down to gods of gold I'm breaking from the institution I've got my crippled hands around the throat of god I am the king of evolution

And I see the peripheral world. The fat man in the pantry, watching, drooling as the child laced up her roller skates And I stand in vicarious light Watching as my childhood self gets chased around by Timmy the retarded man And I was late for Sabbath school as Miss Marie held prophets made of felt and talked of the Apocalypse As a child, I dreamed of it I'd run through ruins rejoicing, looking up as rain of fire poured down on everyone And as I whispered silent night religion stole my Jesus Christ And now the tears they fill my eyes For it seems that all was just a lie... And I, I had a vision in green 'twas Ellen G White talking to the devil about another hit of Morphine And we are from vacation bible school brigade It's me and Chris and Troy and Wayne and Doug we're playing freeze tag in the churchyard Troy, he said, in the red carpet room he saw his grandma naked in the bathtub she was staring, she was laughing at him And we, we dream in corpuscle blue We see faces in our sleep of family in mimicry contorting And as I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord my soul to keep And as I get me up to wake I fear the lord may just be fake And I am trapped inside the dark church There's figures in the nursery Carl Causey's in the closet and he's waiting for me There's ghost in the sanctuary I'm hiding in the baptismal tank and it's full of electricity Oh god, what have you done to me? Oh god, what have you done to me? And as I lay me down to sleep I felt the devil on my sheets My body it felt paralyzed I tried to open up my eyes

Death wings stretch the tattered lawn blocking out the golden dawn I'm dying in my uniform of pauper's rags and crown of thorns Who are these men who follow me faceless, hiding in the trees who wait until I'm on my knees to rip away my rosary My faith be ravaged in their fist Each bead that scatters in the midst cries out that god just isn't there or if he is, then does not care Holly just before I cease I long to sing my praise to thee For every night you lied with me I dreamed of immortality That death should not reveal his face nor nestle between our embrace and though we held with all our might I lie alone with death tonight Oh garden of my flower died Oh mother of my unborn child In empathizing with my plight I hope you'll not forget tonight Make from my heart a talisman keep it with you until the end so I know that I'm justified in writing you my final line My faith left dying on the vine My fate's beyond the body rind My only enemy was time relentless in it's pantomime

Dear god I said I'm sorry but you know you really hurt me I was only trying to hold you to give warmth not to control you No I didn't mean to scare you I was only trying to tell you that we're near the final chapter of our days of love and laughter It's the end, goodbye my fairweather friend, It's the end. In the sunlight you are with me through the starlight to tomorrow When the rain comes I can't find you I'm beneath the clouds forgotten And the world is getting older And our eyes are growing weary And our final words are spoken And the hourglass is empty No more angle songs to call you No more poems to exalt you I don't want to be remembered Burn my poetry and letters It's the end, goodbye my fair weather friend, It's the end And at last the world seduced you yes it stole you from my slumber Now you're going with those people who just want to pull you under It's the end, goodbye my fair weather friend, It's the end. I've been walking down the back streets I've been crying in the shadows I've been hiding in my diary but this is my final chapter Dear god I said I'm sorry but you know you really hurt me I was only trying to hold you to give warmth not to control you ... it's the end

It’s the end of the world and I’m sorry to say that’s there’s no turning back and there’s no getting saved It’s the end of our homes and the fortunes we've made there’s no fairy tale end just a stone and an open grave I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry It’s your very last day and you lie in your bed and tears fill your eyes as you look to the mantel at the picture frame world that’s you as a child oh those innocent eyes never dreamed of this lonely demise I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry It’s the very last time that we’ll see you my friend and we wanted to say that we’ll see you again but we cannot be sure don’t know what to believe because beliefs are just hopes when the truth fills us so full of pain. I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry I’m So Sorry, I’m So Sorry It’s the end of the world and the old people know as they look to the sky with their hearts beating heavy and slow "It’s okay" said the child with a smile and you wanted to cry but instead went along with the lie preserving those innocent eyes keeping the dream alive hoping the future will bend and innocence can win again

And he lived upstairs, alone, in fear, in capsule And he seldom dared, to leave his room, his capture And no one even cared. And at night he lies, and stares to silent corners And some nights he falls in sleep, he dreams he's younger, but then he wakes to find it's all within his mind He lies in silent wonder pondering the star filled skies He closed his eyes and whispered "Please god, take my life tonight" And she lives downstairs, alone, a girl of vision and she reads a poem, he wrote, within her prison she wonders where he's gone And she closed her door, she lites her scented candles she's picking up her phone, she calls, just to hear him answer But no one's even home. She dreams in water colors, visions that the eye deny she tilts her head in wonder, this painting is my soul in flight