Solitude

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