For Lunar Dust - the logman and the great timber ghost | Текст песни

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I was alone
on a barren field
just a box of matches
and a chesterfield

and I never thought I'd see the sun rise again
the noose left a mark on my throat
unobsolved of sin

They took my gun
And they took my wife
But that don't matter
my pride is still alive

Where I shall walk
A trail be felt
My path is vengeance
My only friend