Before it's too late
Turn back now death can wait
The time span around his mind
As he saw his bitter fate
Walk up
Take notes about the mud covering the stones
The Crooked boards lit by the dim porch light
Open door swings when the wind hits right
Could have been something that you seen King write
Can't shake it
Feeling like a bad dream
Remember East Mercer 217
Is it really haunted?
Popped the lock on his hip when he walked in
While its horror on the outside
Its the murder on the inside
And the time span on his mind when the hollering stopped
The shots
The screams echoed the streets
The copper on the air reaked
No he can't believe what his eyes are seeing, oh
(He thought that he was dreaming
The holes within the floor
The nightmares laid beneath them
Screaming as they crawl
Silver statue
A silhouette
A silver glass standing there
Takes a look at his fate
He wonders what it all meant
Oh, was he a dead man?
Hopeless, just in over his head man
Oh, but he hadn't seen a case yet
Just a kid
Just a badge with no accomplishment
Al was a brave man
Never missed a day, man
Took a look at his fate, wonder what it all meant
Was it ever really meant to be?
Or was it just for fucking nothing?
No exit for Reaper
The floorboards cry beneath him
No matter what your plans there is no second Chance
So was it all for nothing?
I told myself it's in my head
My reflection says I'd be better off dead
Silver statue
A silhouette
A silver glass standing there
Takes a look at his fate
He wonders what it all mean, been
He thought he dreamt the holes in the floor
The nightmares down beneath them
He wonders if it was meant to be
Or was it all for nothing?
Nothing's left to Chance
Watching death await
No matter what your plans
The glass will show your fate
A house that never sleeps
He still hears them weep
"Is there Hope in Grief?"
But he already knows
Nothing is safe