let me walk a while down gallows alley
mesmerized, alone, behold a sader me
i am the voices lost, i am the voices passed
i am the king down gallows alley
i am the foul ones who wintered
and i grow fire in my eyes
am i the minister who dwells there in the night
come walk beside me now, it's not a strange
the fall into the grasp of the fellows feigned
and to be the voices lost, you know we must be fast
let's stay a while down gallows alley
i am the foul ones who wintered
and i grow fire in my eyes
am i the minister who dwells there in the night
come see into those eyes of fire
who goes at midnight ride with a fire eyed
i am the foul ones who wintered
and i grow fire in my eyes
am i the minister who dwells there |