[00:12.08]Have mercy on me, sir
[00:13.71]Allow me to impose on you
[00:15.03]I have no place to stay
[00:16.10]And my bones are cold right through
[00:23.41]I will tell you a story
[00:25.86]Of a man and his family
[00:28.11]And I swear that it is true
[00:33.93]Ten years ago I met a girl named Joy
[00:36.99]She was a sweet and happy thing
[00:39.87]Her eyes were bright blue jewels
[00:42.37]And we were married in the spring
[00:45.49]I had no idea what happiness and little love could bring
[00:51.36]Or what life had in store
[00:58.18]But all things move toward their end
[01:01.24]All things move toward their their end
[01:04.11]On that you can be sure
[01:05.33]
[01:34.16]Then one morning I awoke to find her weeping
[01:37.85]And for many days to follow
[01:41.72]She grew so sad and lonely
[01:44.04]Became Joy in name only
[01:47.41]Within her breast there launched an unnamed sorrow
[01:51.91]And a dark and grim force set sail
[01:59.16]Farewell happy fields
[02:00.79]Where joy forever dwells
[02:04.41]* Hail horrors hail *
[02:09.85]Was it an act of contrition or some awful premonition
[02:15.73]As if she saw into the heart of her final blood-soaked night
[02:21.71]Those lunatic eyes, that hungry kitchen knife
[02:27.34]Ah, I see sir, that I have your attention!
[02:32.53]Well, could it be?
[02:37.59]How often I've asked that question
[02:41.65]Well, then in quick succession
[02:42.90]We had babies, one, two, three
[02:48.19]We called them Hilda, Hattie and Holly
[02:51.79]They were their mother's children
[02:52.73]Their eyes were bright blue jewels
[02:57.44]And they were quiet as a mouse
[03:00.02]There was no laughter in the house
[03:03.05]No, not from Hilda, Hattie or Holly
[03:05.81]"No wonder", people said, "poor mother Joy's so melancholy"
[03:11.68]Well, one night there came a visitor to our little home
[03:19.93]I was visiting a sick friend
[03:22.37]I was a doctor then
[03:25.43]Joy and the girls were on their own
[03:32.13]
[03:57.08]Joy had been bound with electrical tape
[03:58.08]In her mouth a gag
[04:00.27]She'd been stabbed repeatedly
[04:02.64]And stuffed into a sleeping bag
[04:05.99]In their very cots my girls were robbed of their lives
[04:10.42]Method of murder much the same as my wife's
[04:14.68]Method of murder much the same as my wife's
[04:22.56]It was midnight when I arrived home
[04:25.75]Said to the police on the telephone
[04:28.18]Someone's taken four innocent lives
[04:33.63]They never caught the man
[04:36.63]He's still on the loose
[04:39.56]It seems he has done many many more
[04:44.50]Quotes John Milton on the walls in the victim's blood
[04:48.44]The police are investigating at tremendous cost
[04:52.62]In my house he wrote "his red right hand"
[04:57.12]That, I'm told is from Paradise Lost
[05:03.88]The wind round here gets wicked cold
[05:07.32]But my story is nearly told
[05:09.75]I fear the morning will bring quite a frost
[05:15.30]And so I've left my home
[05:18.18]I drift from land to land
[05:19.80]I am upon your step and you are a family man
[05:25.49]Outside the vultures wheel
[05:27.93]The wolves howl, the serpents hiss
[05:31.31]And to extend this small favour, friend
[05:34.49]Would be the sum of earthly bliss
[05:37.18]Do you reckon me a friend?
[05:42.46]The sun to me is dark
[05:45.34]And silent as the moon
[05:47.77]Do you, sir, have a room?
[05:50.21]Are you beckoning me in?