Born in sheep´s blood plain and simple
Washed out of my mother´s temple
All around I heard them laughing
As father sheep had stood there calving

Black they were, with white eyes gleaming
Right in heaven life was seeming
Brittle wind blew snow upon me
I got blanketed all white and frosty

In my time I grew and killed them
Or out of memory I willed them
And willed in a greater history
Out of massacre and mystery

Was no longer wealthy, woolly
Nor anything I could grasp fully
Someone rush to re-inject me
God of gods, won´t you protect me?

Fixed my face and marching onward
Marching running ever forward
Buildings were a bloody vessel

Edging me below the trestle

There in coal and whitened gravel
I built a shield of wooden baffle
Inside of which I raised a fire
So I could tonight retire

Everyone will tell you it´s evil to be
A free-thinking pecker like bonnie old me
But I´ll flex my armies and blow out my gut
And prove I´ll be loved by any old slut

Look here in my wallet, it´s loaded and true
And now I can leave here and go and find you