KILLER HARP MAN

THERE WAS A BLOOD RED SKY BEARING DOWN ON ME
SEEMED A GOOD NIGHT TO DIE
THE FOLKS OF THE TOWN HAD CALLED ME DOWN
GUESS IVE GOTTA GO FIND OUT WHY
                            
TALES OF TEETH AND CLAWS 8 FOOT TALL SNARLING
EVIL EYED WOLF MEN
AND THOSE POOR BRAVE HUNTERS THAT DID THERE BEST 
BUT NEVER CAME BACK AGAIN 
THE PREACHER AND THE TEACHER SAID WE WILL PRAY FOR YOU ON THIS CRUEL RED NIGHT
THEN THEY RAN INSIDE, BOLTED ALL THE DOORS AND COWERED BY THE CANDLE LIGHT
                          
THERE WAS NO SOUND, ONLY MY FEET, CRUNCHING ON THE COLD COLD GROUND
BUT I COULD SMELL THE KILLERS, IN  THE TREES GROWLIN’ AND CREEPING AROUND
THEN THEIR PIERCING LASER EYES FLASHED THROUGH THE NIGHT BURNING HOLES IN MY HEART,
I REACHED FOR MY HARP TOOK A DEEP RAW BREATH AND BLEW OUT THE KILLER NOTE
                           
WELL THEY HOWLED AND MOANED TURNED TAIL AND RAN BLOOD FLYING FROM THERE EARS
I CHASED THEM DOWN CRASHING THRO THE TREES BLOWIN THROUGH MY OWN FEARS
THE LEADER OF THE PACK TURNED A LOOKED BACK HISSING AND SNARLING AT ME
RUNNING BLIND THE HARP SCREAMING BEHIND 
THEY FELL DYING INTO THE SEA
                          
THE TOWN FOLKS CHEERED GAVE ME FOOD AND BEERS 
THEY LAYED THERE HANDS ON ME
THE PREACHER AND THE TEACHER SAID THROUGH HIS TEARS  "IS THERE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO SAY
                 
I’M THE KILLER HARP MAN
COME DOWN TO SAVE YOUR TOWN
I’M THE KILLER HARP MAN                           
I’LL HUNT YOUR DEMONS DOWN