The Long Hall
Met your devil, on the D-train,
(You know Americans)
Lost a child to the raven,
(Getting well again?)
I fear,
I fear
Logic is the lover of men
And fear
Fear is the mother of pain.
Or the Raven
Beloved
Lay you down
And rest
In peace
Ignis spiritus
Ignis caritatis
Writer/s: Martin Bowes
