Moon Funeral

Condemned Forever crawling I'm crawling on the ground for good This work I do detest But I serve my purpose Swinging my rusty blade through the night In Satan's service Living off what the wilds provide me Live a life of leisurely intrigue I've heard the witches calling A spectre howling back the stars I walk a left-hand path Yeah, my deeds need doing Either way I'm alright I'll unwind There is nothing to it I'm your child I'm your black cloud baby Live a life of leisurely intrigue