Fetch me the wine Red fine wine
Inebriate my loneliness, Deadens the mood
Left a desolate Empty tomb

Quite nights, Blue twilight, Outside so cold.
Heard the Coolest Breeze, weeping over
The loss of a Shady Meadow

Come down a Numb Worthless Path
Don't mind my Intrusion
Meets the Owls abstract perspective

Strange, the Oddity of my Craft.
Murder a Crow.
How Splendid and Delightful


Trust no one, my Morbid Son
Take me over, watch and listen closely

hide in seclusion, Stitch up the incision
mirrors an illusion, Smug and Ludicrous?
Catastrophic, a Twist of Fate or

slight of hand and Switch it up
Pondering, leaning Back and Forth
in my classic wooden Rocking Chair


Step outside in a piece of %#@!.
Misery my Poetic Distortion, don't cross no line

Come on over, kick at a black cat
Wish me luck, but break a leg Son!
Flip a coin into my tip hat

Got a Signature Sound, maybe I'll get Laid?
Slowly Awoken, turn me over, sound asleep inside a morgue
Paranoia, the bar bums, shouting, blunt sarcasm

Amongst a crowd of thieves!
Sketchy Stranger robs the show, likes to steal
Maybe one more hit sell out for sale

Howling Moon.
Slaughtered the sheep and a pack of Wolves.


Ask no One named a Stranger
!@%* who Cares?
Just Slaughter the Reaper!

Scars Bleed Venom and Dragon Blood!
Tales from the hood? We're screwed son.
Slit my wrists Omen or a Bloody dare?

Superstition, a Sticky spider Web!
Bloody Knuckles, my fists tore up in a schism
flip you the Bird? G

et my point across

I said, After I hit the dirt

I said, that about does it for me
I said, I had enough.
I had it up to here!

When I hit the dirt son.
I get back up again for her
she gets me through the hard times

If quick to turn away?
Sure to turn back around my love
rest in shade or lay beneath the sun

I guess I figured it out now
no ones named a stranger
on the dark side of the moon

On the dark side of the moon