He was walking the mile
He was walking alone...

So outrageous the toll
You can 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 a 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 they came along
Dark creatures singing a terrible song
The rest of the bar laughed at him
Only I felt my hope grow dim
We found him dead during the next day
No more stories from him, I heard them say
We blame 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 the endless dark
The dead seek out sin.