Let me walk a while down gallows alley
 Mesmerized, alone, behold a sader me
 I am the voices lost, I am the voices passed
 I am the king down gallows alley 

 I am the foul ones who wintered
 And I grow fire in my eyes
 I the minister who dwells there in the night 

 [bad word] walk beside me now, it's not a strange
 The fall into the grasp of the fellows feigned
 And to be the voices lost, you know we must be fast
 Let's stay a while down gallows alley 

 I am the foul ones who wintered
 And I grow fire in my eyes
 I the minister who dwells there in the night 

 [bad word] see into those eyes of fire
 Who goes at midnight ride with a fire eyed 

 I am the foul ones who wintered
 And I grow fire in my eyes
 I the minister who dwells there