He's tiger eyed He's lion hearted, he's wolf spirited - so mysterious Serious Black couldn't be more devious
Genius as a genie in a bottle, their wish is to follow No wallows in sorrow, not a bottle swallowed The boy shined so bright, ever wonder where the stars go? He shouted in San Diego, they heard him up in Chicago
He goes maps edge to chase what he's pursuing Viewing his world that they ruined, he knew it could never be new again
Old is his soul but is fresh as the meat to these vultures War in his peace is the key to his sculpture
Pulse no longer lasts, nothing left in his mass Fast to the black, left only legacy to pass