The Blood of the Devil

The rough ways ashore

In the will of her eyes

And a monkey's controller

What's left of her life

Hopelessly empty

She's parked all she owns

In a rusted out Chevy

Off a Chert County road

Sadness and pleasure

Fences and walls

Yeah she never could ever

Make sense of it all

Was she pretty? Was she scattered?

Did she grow up too soon?

Now none of that matters

When the flame licks the spoon

But her booktexts remembers

As her dreams fade to black

How the weight of a nickel

Broke an honest girl's back

The blood of the devil

Flows through the needle

And the last angel singing

That Ave Maria

There's a dark spirit rolling

Over Dixie tonight

And these black bells are tolling

As she drifts from the line

The blood of the devil

Flows through the needle

And the last angel singing

That Ave Maria

The last angel singing

That Ave Maria