My Virgin Widows

Alone
 My virgin widow
 Sat in
 A heap of bodies
 Her tears
 Drew them in for,
 A touch
 And how grand she looked
 In her torso boot
 "Such a sorrow's end",
 They all laughed
 All the hands to the rend
 He was halved...
 As they did
 So their body pile moved
 Together
 My virgin widow
 Stood in
 The hull of a,
 Man...
 And how grand she looked
 In her torso boot
 Such a sorrow end
 What a sight
 Dry bones could not bend
 On that night
 And how grand she looked
 "Such a sorrows end",
 They all laughed
 All hands to the rend
 He was halved
 And how grand she looked
 In her torso boot
 Alone
 My virgin widow...
 Hand in hand
 My virgin widow
 And how grand she looked
 In her torso boot