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Save them bullet clean the barrels
And keep your powder dry
My father said this to me
when I was young and learned this life

Since then a lot of whitches
Tried to shoot me in the eye
But I came back unexpected
Like my name was William Blake (Bligh)

I'm running after demons with my Winchester in hand
I'm prowling all around when all of them are in my head

And so I grabbed One By it's tail
And drag him out with all the strain
I've set steel traps on every trail
And smoked him out of my brain

I feel there's something moving
In the darkness of my room
I'm throwing up my barrals
Towards nothing in the fume

I hear the sounds of creatures
As they crawl behind my back
But no I know Exactly
Where I'm to search before attack