Johnny B. Dead Lyrics
Under flickering moon with a sinister smileAfter 23 years of constant uneaseHe thought a bullet would make 'em voices ceaseDetermined to taste ice-cold hard steelWhile wondering how it would feelTo fall in his knees by his own handConclusion... Hey, it must be grand!At the age of thirteen, nerves slashed the uncleanFound himself in a maze, endless, unseenTake left, take right, reason vanished from sightNot a thing could make him feel alrightPull, Pull, Pull, Pull!!!The bullet brings peace and his peace was deathOne move would take him far beyondThat is how Johnny took his final breathWith this calming thought I cleanse my entityOne gentle squeeze will finally set me freeLast night Johnny died in a blink of an eyeIn a gunshot clad in a messiah's disguiseAfter 23 years of constant uneaseHe thought it was time for 'em voices to ceaseAt the end of that day one life slipped awayNo one there to beg this one to stayOne shell now lies in a crimson bedWould you take yours instead?
Throne Of Chaos Johnny B. Dead
