Yesterday's Rain

Fish in Hell's Lips

Ne'er be broken by Adonis lies

He's skull was made of liquid foul gas

Programme to strike a poisoned arrow

To innocent heart, not chest of snow

Your's was warm, radiant glow of sunshine

Melting away icy spears of spine

That grows on hell's lips with dark intent

Evil thy him, once do not content

Foolish are you to deliver faith

To a man honeysuckled words, saint?

Looks deceived, remember sweets are bad

They'll slowly break you inside, so hard

Forget, only I can utter, friend

The one path you should take, not the wind

Cause birds like him take that route of flight

And you're a fish water is your life.