The Call of the Wild One
As the crow flies
'Cross the teal skies
And the moon dines
On the night
As the dog howls
Across the town
And the last cloud
Fades from sight
As the darkness breaks
And your skin
Crawling with the evening
ghosts
starts to freeze
When the moon has turned to blood
And darkness feasts on the sun
I'll be calling you, calling you
Madness
I'll be calling for you, calling for you
Insane!
Well I sharpened my tongue
On the angel's wings
To try to pierce the sound
of my own laughter
Darkness knows
no throne but my soul
I am the devil's
glorious bastard
When the moon has turned to blood
And darkness feasts on the sun
I'll be calling you, calling you
Madness
I'll be calling for you, calling for you
Insane!
You asked me for a rose
As pretty as your nose
So I searched and I found if
Right before my eyes
I hung the fool moon
round your thin neck and you
Rose
into the sky
Do not ask me why
Cos I've lost all reason tonight
and I'll be calling you, calling you
Madness
I'll be calling for you, calling for you
Insane!
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