I sleep like a child   I thought you should know   I sometimes wonder.. how did you go?   Did you suffocate, was it vengeful, sweet, and slow?   Is your flesh still rotting or are you just a pile of bones?      I laid every brick   With only my hands   I gave you every chance   But I am a man -- you shall not wound me, mortal sin be damned   You sobered up and pleaded   The time had come and passed for that song and dance      You who so well know   The nature of my soul   Would never suppose   That i'd let revenge go cold      In fact it's like a wine   Sophisticated, perfected over time   A respite for the mind   One of the finer things in life