I got skulls in the bottom of a whiskey glass I'm a big bold man, but I think I'll pass Better slow up, I'm moving up to fast Something's come for me at last
Hot flame licking on the burning meat Black smoke broiling off broken bones Something came close in the dead of night Found him in the dark, and he was all alone
Dead eyes, dead eyes Dead eyes, dead eyes
Skulls in the bottom of a whiskey glass I'm a big bold man, but I think I'll pass Better slow up, I'm moving up to fast Something's come for me at last