Akira Yamaoka Hometown
He spoke of tortured souls
So outrageous the toll
You could lose all you have
He refused to give in to the town that takes all
Survive
You must have the will
This movie doesn't end the way we want all the time
Then he shouts at the moon,
"She's gone!"
And fear has overcome
He was walking the mile
He was walking alone
So outrageous the toll
You could lose all you have
He refused to give in to the town that takes all
Survive, you must have the will
This movie doesn't end the way we want all the time
Then he shouts at the moon,
"She's gone!"
And fear has overcome
He was walking the mile
He was walking alone
Four and twenty dead birds
They bleed upon the nest
There was no time for reasons
They had no sign of the threat
Now it's too late, too late for me
This town will eventually take me
Too late, too late for me
This town will win
Through this fog there came along
Dark creatures singing a terrible song.
The rest of the bar laughed at him.
Only I felt my hope grow dim.
They found him dead the very next day.
"No more stories from him", I heard them say.
We blamed bad luck for his fate.
Only I felt terror so great.
She and he will know,
That someday all things will end.
That misty night
That dismal moon
The dead search for their kin
While angels sing
In endless dark
The dead seek out sin
