In the midst of night when all alone
This sadness wraps around me
For all my sins I must atone
And beg them all their forgiveness

Ten thousand angels on pinhead dance
To the sound of an Irish jig
While below in hell devils prance
To wild unbridled passions

He who speaks words of love and peace
Against those that rant for war
Tell them now that war must cease
That all this killing's done

In the depths of jungles deep
Where danger lurks below every tree
There I suggest you do not sleep
Or you may not wake tomorrow

All these things through mind's eye pass
As sleep through my fingers slip
So here my friend, raise wine glass
And I'll toast to a better tomorrow