There in the Springs there’s a mystery

that will haunt his soul for eternity

Deep within Judas’s memory,

he had the treacherous heart of misery.

 

”My bones I see!” He cried.

the driver sat on the other side

”I have nothing to fill my inside!”

 

Not even bread will do.

The worms have consumed the body.

The home is no longer mine,

roll the dice there is no alibi.

 

The child is underground,

her family are the hounds

as the rain pours down.

His smile hid behind a shroud.

 

”You have poisoned my trust!

Be punished for what you’ve done!

You shall burn hotter than the sun!”

 

Not even bread will do.

Hell has been waiting for you.

The home of the Queen

is now forgotten in the Springs.

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