The night is black, without a moon The air is thick and still The vigilantes gather on The lonely torchlit hill Features distorted in the flickering light Faces are twisted and grotesque Silent and stern in the sweltering night The mob moves like demons

You have my word I won't bother you no more As I face the lonely night As I walk right out that door Yes I'm doing alright As I face the brand new day No more sorrows will I find I've got tomorrow on my side No more teardrops will I cry

The blade of my knife Faced away from your heart Those last few nights It turned and sliced you apart This love that I tell Now feels lonely as hell From this padded prison cell So many times I said You'd only be mine