i was all alone with the scent of a bone
and my heart was stuck in this emptiness zone
the voice of a maiden who was playing down there
like a victim of truce i was strung on a noose
cracking at the news of a prey let loose
i turned around to stare at the face she would wear
and i ran through the gallows
the drummings of fear cause they're getting so near
and i think of a lion who was devoured down there
bang bang! at the rifle range
bang bang! at the rifle range