He came over plains Stretching out as one can see There’s a trail of tombstones And eulogies from howling dogs
His crooked and unkept jaw Whistles jingled cries Its no myth oh there’s a reason For devastation to be swaggering in Town bells were ringing Yet no damn fool listening The doors they get kicked right in There’s only one way to skin a dirty cat
Oh man rich and poor Curse money they don’t need it no more And awe marches it marches on and on To level this shit hole into the ground Here comes Nigredo
That look in his eyes looks a little too familiar On cruel lonely nights I dream of Nigredo