Have mercy on me, Lord, I have done wrong
A crystal piano plays dreadful in my spleen
A hatred and a desolater's song
Here and there and each part in between

I have eaten the children and rained fire upon the old
Dashed the newborn dead upon the rocks
Plagued the cities, thrown families to the cold
And turned backwards all the advancing clocks

I am the mist-maker moving through the throng
A cloud of carnage everywhere I roam
Crystal piano plays the desolater's song
Have mercy on me, Lord, and bring me home