Malediction

I am walkin' in the blast rays of the setting sun

Whistling a hangman's tune with head held high, swinging my gun

I say this little boy is angry, I say this little boy is mad

This little boy comes to destroy

Cold-eyed, grim-faced in swathes of vengeance clad

And the black cock crows

And a dead wind blows

In my wake are seven women who tried to steal my soul

In my belly six wild wolves curse and howl from their foul hole

I say no earthly will may stop me, I say no earthly will may try

No earthly will may halt the spill

Of blood from wounds and tears from grieving eyes

And the black cock crows

And a dead wind blows

Below me burn the city lights in fires of pearls and jewels

I'm climbing down the city walls

Unseen, unfussed the sentries must be fools

I say all pleasantries are over, I say all pleasantries are past

My enemies, you pimps and thieves, prepare to meet your nemesis at last

And the black cock crows

And the dead wind blows