Following desire in your eyes, in your eyes

You're mine, you're mine, all mine

Following the signs in your mind, your crazy mind

You're mine, you're mine, all mine



Bring me the head of the Preacher man

From the sickening daze...



Oh the rotting sun washes down

The moonshine boys

The vultures drool

They pluck the gold dust from his eyes

And pick his bones until they're clean

The book of sorrows - The American dreams

The book of sorrows - The American dreams



Bring me the head of the Preacher man

On the blazing trail...



Heaven holds lone star promise

El Dorado - the insane theatre

Once more we rise

To drain the last of liquid sleep

The gift of chance

Eating the worm

The viper drops and dances

And everything stops and dances



We tumble down these lonely days

We tumble down