"Mama! Can you hear me ... call your name ...
Am I to blame?
The lights are low, The four winds blow ...
Now! Where do we go?..."
"Sunset in the cemetery
The dimming of the day
Headstones licked the falling rain
That was when the magician say..."
"Tasting the "black-life" deep in the night
Remembering the sun with no delight
Forcing your brain, killing your soul
23-hours with rock 'n roll..."