When you prey in silence
 And see our Jesus stagger
 Awake! Take a perfumed candle
 And use life like a dagger
 I'm your accidental protg
 The gift, the blood
 The thrownaway
 The silver chain has broken?
 Goals and dreams fulfill
 With emptiness with instinct
 With impurity and will
 I'm your accidental protg
 The grave, the love
 The yesterday
 In this, my year of three winters
 Where orchards fade, fade
 And fall
 Like loaf of love's
 New bake
 Fallen, beautiful, adored?
 I'm your accidental protg
 The gift, the blood
 The thrownaway
 I though I found a paradise
 But, paradise came and wept
 Like the wind through the
 Winter's woods
 It cowed and took a breath
 I'm your accidental protg
 The grave, the love
 The yesterday