The Butcher and the Butterfly

there is a finger missing on my right hand
a butchers hand in a butterfly wing span
the sky hangs on a thread as I paint the white picket fence red
said am I alive or am I deadI cought a raingbow tear in her sunset smile
I told the broken bird of my unborn child
these blood stained walls in her head
I found my girl bleeding in his bedthe angels cried in butterfly red
(the butcher and the butterfly)
her wings are torn my babies dead
(the butcher and the butterfly)I put my girl in the butchers hand
she is my curse cried fireman Sam
heaven down below inscribed her name
my baby girl's lost in amongst these flamesthe angels cried in butterfly red
(the butcher and the butterfly)
her wings are torn my babies dead
(the butcher and the butterfly)oh heaven help me what have I done
I kissed the daughter of my unborn son
heaven down below inscribed her name
let heaven oh heaven rain down againthe angels cried in butterfly red
(the butcher and the butterfly)
her wings are torn my babies dead
(the butcher and the butterfly)
the angels cried in butterfly red
(the butcher and the butterfly)
her wings are torn my babies dead
(the butcher and the butterfly)