A Confession of Murder

Oh Lord, I sang once a melody
Oh I sang unto Thee and I said
"I'm the youngest of four
What have you in store
For me once my parents are dead?"

Oh Lord, will You sing now that melody
To the prayer that I sang once for You?
I've forgotten the tune
Locked up in my room
Reciting Your Auschwitz tattoo

I wrote out my name in my father's blood
His father's blood, his father's blood
I wrote out my name in my father's blood
And I forgot my father's name

My mother, she asked, "How do you sleep at night?"
I said, "Mama, how quickly we forget!
A boy's father's the one
To build a bed for his son
And my father is already dead"

I strangled my mother with another man's hands
Another man's hands, another man's hands
I strangled my mother with another man's hands
And I became another man

From beyond, she asked, "How do you sleep at night?"
I said, "Mama, you see a bed on this floor?
By the light of the moon
I'm still awake in my room
Plagued by the holiest chore"

And the Lord said, "My son, are you sorry for your melody?
Is it clear to you now what you've done?
Were your parents to blame
For those whom they maimed?
They never meant to hurt anyone"

They never meant to hurt anyone