Sanguinarius
My age isn't on my face my acts not on these hands but your life in my throat; the world has not seen by day I have not been; you see not my face by light only what you want in darkness but your life in my hands; I can see the slain I cannot remember their names I can see the blood red rain and their pain; don't ask for the story don't speak of the glory I know how it tastes I know the supreme waste, it comes down to one thing only your life in my hands my death in you my death in you.
Sparre Vitae
Vitae's path beyond the night flown beyond beyond your pain vitae's path, into me your vitae gives to me, unseen
Michael's memory
Michael Jackson was at a recent court trial involving a recording contract, and after the hearings he was asked:
"Do you have any memory loss problems?"
Michael replied: "Not that I can recall."
Source: The News Quiz, BBC Radio 4.