I am walking in the last rays of the setting sun

whistling a hangman's tune with head held high, swinging my gun

I say this little boy is angry

I say this little boy is mad



This little boy comes to destroy, stone eyed, hard faced, in swathes of vengeance clad

And the black cock crows

and a dead wind blows

In my wake are seven women who tried to steal my soul

In my belly six wild wolves curse and howl from their foul hole



I say no earthly will may stop me

I say no earthly will may try

No earthly will may halt the spill of blood from wounds and tears from grieving eyes

And the black cock crows

and a dead wind blows



Below me burn the city lights like fires of pearls and jewels

I'm climbing down the city walls, unseen, unfussed - the sentries must be fools

I say all pleasantries are over

I say all pleasantries are past

My enemies you pimps and thieves prepare to meet your nemesis at last !