All alone in a darkened room, mind adrift, we are going to lose...
The dangerous wildness with a subtle kiss of death...
On lockdown, we're running out of time.
The night is so long, we've got...got to, got to get out.
Torn down, and stripped apart, the spirits will never be same.
On guard and terrified...I can't remember your smile.
The bright, bight sunshine giving all the love we need.
The bright, bright outside keeps calling. Calling, calling your name.
Rely, oh rely on the serpent and the sword. The fight, oh the good fight...the serpent and the sword.

Serpent And The Sword

Sik Mule

Keep It Calm!

Greedy Love

Ain't For Nothin

White Widow

Lazarus

Oh baby it’s about time that we indulge
Don’t always got to set the example

let’s live within the moment
About time we got into trouble

Yeah, Let’s smile at the devil!

Do your good deeds throughout the day for the man.
Keep a cool face, while inside you hide the flame.

My sensibility is way far gone
Bout time we gave that dog a bone

Polite gestures are only skin deep
Deep down inside everyone’s got a little creep
So c’mon baby it’s time to indulge
We ain’t always gotta conform to the mold

Let's smile at the Devil!

Smile At The Devil

About time when night comes alive 
He's craving the taste of blood
Bout to get his game face on
Gotta catch up a good one 

Putting on his finest duds
Slicked back jet black hair
Steps out into the dark
The lurking and evil glare 

A menacing smile upon his face
As he walks into the bar 
Gonna nab him up a pretty gal
And unsuspecting prey 

(that's 'cause you’re)
DEALING WITH THE KING OF NIGHT
HE'S GONNA FIND HIMSELF A QUEEN
OH YEAH, ITS A HUSTLE BUSTLE
HE NEEDS TO GET HIMSELF A LITTLE FILL
WALKING THROUGH THE NIGHT FOR A TASTE A BLOOD

A lovely girl from across the bar
He slides into her view
"Hey pretty baby, would you like to dance?
...I wanna show you something new"

With trepidation, she wasn't sure
His smile she could not resist
"I've got money and everything you need...
I'll swoon your heart until it bleeds."

(that's 'cause you’re)
DEALING WITH THE KING OF NIGHT
HE'S GONNA FIND HIMSELF A QUEEN
OH YEAH, ITS A HUSTLE BUSTLE
HE NEEDS TO GET HIMSELF A LITTLE FILL
WALKING THROUGH THE NIGHT FOR A TASTE A BLOOD

...the King of the Night...

Gonna fly off into the night 
Black cape blowing in the wind
Perfect time to be on the prowl
With moonlight all around
A look of fear comes across her eyes
As she nears her demise 
She's in his clutches and she can't escape
The evil king will have his way

(that's 'cause you’re)
DEALING WITH THE KING OF NIGHT
HE'S GONNA FIND HIMSELF A QUEEN
OH YEAH, ITS A HUSTLE BUSTLE
HE NEEDS TO GET HIMSELF A LITTLE FILL
WALKING THROUGH THE NIGHT FOR A TASTE A BLOOD

King of the Night

Tell you bout a man who slipped and fell but didn't go to hell,
Nor become an angel,
He just kind of hung around...

A wretched old frame, in an empty plain, he likes to walk around, and thing about think about the profound,
Intelligent things...

He contemplates what he'll first say, as he makes his way into town. Will they frown? Or smile his way?
Will they scream?
Or will they say "hey"?

He's got shiny shoes, a three-piece suit with a bowler hat. Could you imagine that? On a skeleton man?

He makes his debut, and hopes that he proves that he's something new. A fresh and hip, "funky dude".
Never seen before...

But the plan went awry, when this bony guy saw the ugly truth. No one knew...

No one looked, they all walked about, and didn't seem to notice him. Could not recognize his empty dark eyes.
He was invisible...

Completely dumbfound, he turns around then he shakes his head. "Could I really be dead"? "Or is this just in a dream"?

The thwarted old skull didn't like the way that he was stonewalled. He's a ravenous animal and he's out for revenge!

You better look out,
you better watch out, 
He's coming, coming for you!

He'll look you dead-straight, right in the eye
And scream "Never again!"
"Oh hahaha! I'm a skeleton man!"

Right down, inside, could ya...would ya..would you wanna go home?

Skeleton Man

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