Wake up baby and taste the dirt. we're six feet under and still in love. the day has come. we belong with the living dead of the night. the day has come.
Hear his boots and see the figure dressed in black.... Echoes of him have been heard, spiritually he's all intact. Guided by the raven since his eyes don't see.
Memory, your lamplight is burning holes. Recover the damage, bring it all home. Follow the bliss just like a summer song. Please stay here forever, I'll try to remember.
Oh hear Mary Jane Kelly. So sad and singing sadly. A violet plucked from Mother's grave. . Ex-soldier Thomas Bowyer found you in the gutter. The sound of you will be no more.
Dear Voodoo Queen Marie Laveau. I'm on my knees, I'm beggin' you. Awake the fallen one in me. Thy power above all I hail. . The white room on your grave I brought.
Feel the fire where she walks. Lola Montez so beautiful. shady and a tempered dame. blinding your eyes with her spider dance. . Her perfomance utterly erotic subversive to all ideas.
Feel the fire where she walks. Lola Montez so beautiful. shady and a tempered dame. blinding your eyes with her spider dance. . Her perfomance utterly erotic subversive to all ideas.
Tell the lonely where to go. Kill the inside and let it burn. He's not the only without hope. Kill the inside and let it burn. . The fire may not open.
Did you say the thing you wanted?. Have you ever felt in love?. A moment where no problems would ever get you down. Free as an eagle but only for a day, yeah listen.
I'm the wilderness that eats your bones. you crossed the mark from your civil zone. I might be narrow I might be wide. we share the same line at the same time.
Dear wind of Mississippi can you call him by name. I have followed his wings on a sunny day. . I like to believe he's the chosen one. I like to believe he's the fallen one.
A man appeared before Wells Fargo. Wells Fargo's stage driver man. wearing a long white linen. and a dust flour sack over his head. . Pointed a double barreled shotgun.
Counting days 'til it's over, my friends. 'Til it's over, my friends, count along. Counting days 'til it's over, my friends. 'Til it's over, my friends, count along.
Caught in the darkness. The room is getting colder my body is on hold. Lying in bed and unable to move. . The darkness in 24. Former guests who live no more.