Shooting Gallery Lyrics - Mournful Cries - Saint Vitus

Last night I went to Hell 

Of the stench of death 

The tenement, it smelled 

The shooting gallerie's breath 

I saw women and men 

Kill themselves again and again 

They make their own disease 

And the end they will not see 

Yesterday I had a girl 

To me, she meant all the world 

Until the needle filled her arm 

Now she fills me with alarm 

Tombstone graves fill her eyes 

She looks at me with mad despise 

I pitty her destiny 

Now she's only hating me 

They say that they don't care at all 

The world is fucking sad 

On that point I agree with them 

But nothing is that bad 

Poison disease, eating through their minds 

They will never see the end of the line 

I will never understand why they do it to themselves 

Why they choose a life that so resembles Hell 

Now I stand in pouring rain 

At a friend's funeral again 

Tears fill my eyes 

He lived a tortured life 

And as I walk away 

I see another stray 

It seems so sad to me 

Stumbling down the street 

[Repeat chorus]