When I returned I thought maybe she was asleep Not a word or a breath was in the air God this can't be Bullet holes through her back and rats eat at her feet Why God why me? Is it because I tried to do your work But got distracted by the fruit you left upon this earth? Is it because I took so many before I realized my sins? Or that I tried to think at all And loved a life instead? All gods are murderers so now I'll run with the sheep