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 (2x) Four and twenty dead birds They bleed upon the nest There was no time for reason 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 (inaudible). 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 sleep In endless dark The {dead} seek out sin.