Distant country
My share of the estate
Poison

Stomach
Is filled with
Pig pods

No longer worthy
To be called your son
But papa runs to me

And in his arms
‘Round me he does throw
I’ve been given best robe

Rings and sandals
For my bloody feet

Bring on the fatted calf
And let us all have a feast
This son of mine once was dead
But now is alive again

My
Lion
Sleeps
Tonight

As a dog returns
To his vomit
So I have run

I set my affection on thee
The only one and
I turn my eyes from all
The worthless things and

I set my affection on thee
The only one and, oh
The only one, oh
This son is done and, oh
This son is done and, oh
This son is done

The poison has been drained