Hear the last confession of Vivian Whip
If you´re reading this
"My life was lonely
Never hurt a fly
Or spared a kiss

Never killed a soul
Except my own"

But when I took you in my arms
I wondered why it took so long
For me to recognize this precious song
Had it been playing all along?

Just when I needed it
When I couldn´t conceive that it´s
So hard to lose your nerve
To just get what you need
And not, not what you deserve

See the first impression of Vivian Whip
Still denied parole
He´s etched in charcoal
"Never hurt a fly or killed a soul

Entertained a doubt
I cared about"

But now I fear we fear too much
I tried my best to keep my watch
To bear up in the light that strips
So stop my mouth up with your lips