Black flecks of madness swarming in my brain
I load my weapon and jump the midnight train.
Alone forever. There's no-one I can trust.
My judgement cometh and it be right and just.
My mind is speeding although my eyes are blank.
Behind them weird ideas and dreams are growing rank.
I never sleep because I have to watch the moon.
The voices tell me then exactly what to do.
My judgement cometh!
My seed will rise!
Full moon is burning
burning out my eyes!
My name is something that I long ago forgot.
Of one thing, though, I'm sure - I'm excellent a shot.
I've got my Bible, a gun that I adore,
two quarts of petrol and a big lump of C4
Tonight I'm laughing.
Tomorrow I'll be dead.
Voices are screaming
deep inside my head.
The voices speak to me. The train is headed south.
Strange words in unknown tongues are falling from my mouth.
I've got a mission but I don't know what it is.
Still I'll accomplish it with proficiency and ease.
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