The man with the glass in his eyes Is on the bed He's so quiet, is he sleeping? Or is he dead? He told me to bring in the saddle and horse Which he scored He thanked me for bringing them in And he closed the door The cries and the scream that was heard From behind the wall Suddenly silence was heard I heard nothing at all Come with me buddy now Fold your hands down and bow your heads The man that was trapped by the horse Now is pronounced dead