Lyle's Blog

Mother of mine, does it hurt to see me die?’

Mother of mine, no one questions why.

Your son has been slain on the altar of pleasure.

What kind of woman doesn’t understand her treasure, mother of mine?

There was love in my heart, but you never considered it.

Now I am gone and you’re the only one who can help me mother of mine.

Won’t you help me mother of mine? Who else will love me if you turn your back on me?

Won’t you have mercy on me? Won’t you please help me? Mother?