Here. We. Go.
you said, you're not dead
you're smiling Glasgow
in the faintest levels of my head
The pencil disappeared
and you did too, it's not true
Could a man as feared as you
be lying blue?
The reddest smile
that curved up your face
like a Dead Man's embrace
I've been waiting a while
Your cracked façade
that peeled through the reels
I thought you needed to be saved
From the nothing that you feel
You were never a wolf, never
Stalking and howling and growling
Rather, an escaped puppet
Slashing strings and breaking things
A tormented clown
Out of town
I'm waiting for you to come back
I'm waiting for the next attack.