The conversation

Once, i was invisible, for all the world to see
i traveled thru the ether on, the blood of my enemies

and if they dared to whisper, when they thought they were alone
then i was just as deadly as, a bug on the telephone

and though i was a child, and though i know it well
you'd only know deliverence, to hope i would never tell

the night began to close around, the neighborhood again
but as i walked the streets, the devil, tumbled down like rain

and though i was a child, and i knew right from wrong
three can keep a secret, if , two are dead and gone

not alone, anyway
all alone, let us pray

the secret of my mystery, will never see the dawn
and you will never, ever know, if you were once my pawn

and when i was a child, and when i went away
you were not the victim, for, it was you who let me stay