once i fell
to this spell
spirit in hell
lookin to dwell
told it leave
but believe
it wouldnt cease
to come at me
so i fought
twas aloft
inside the cost
died for loss
a demon deceased
leave it to jesus
to pick up the pieces
i left by them seas
and heathens
do sleep but only
in deepest of darkness
i hope we complete
all our hardships
for thee before it starts
to harness a black
ugly sheet of mist
where we sat
drunk drank and drink
till the **** and *****
are completely drained
from the scene
im ****** can we contain
a man screaming in vain
to be slaughtered
where we leave our skins