Fill your cups of Christ, I am the bloody earth
 Bright, riding in heaven. The player in rags
 White Bat is death? Feed it to pigs

 Rise to be a king, shining with power
 Down silent avenues, I live on

 Life - You owe yours to me
 Wear - Me around your neck
 Kneel - And cry for me
 Son - Father please help me

 Safe delivery of a handsome child
 Merry and sweet looking
 My endeavours to rise seem useless
 But I will fight the distance between us