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.