專輯：惡靈古堡 (Demon Days)
歌曲：Fire Coming Out Of The Monkey's Head
Once upon a time
at the foot of
a shit mountain,
there was a town where the
people known as
Happyfolk lived,
their very
existence a mystery
to the rest of the world,
obscured as it
was by shit clouds.
Here they played
out their peaceful lives,
innocent of the litany of
excess and violence that
was growing in
the world below.
To live in harmony with the
spirit of the mountain
called Monkey was enough.
Then one day Strangefolk
arrived in the town.
They came in camouflage,
hidden behind dark glasses,
but no one noticed them:
they only saw shadows.
You see,
without the
Truth of the Eyes,
the Happyfolk were blind.
Falling out of aeroplanes
and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the
sunset to come,
people going home
Jump back from behind them
and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing the
dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead
In time, Strangefolk found
their way into the
high reaches of the mountain,
and it was there that
they found the caves of
unimaginable Sincerity
and Beauty.
By chance, they stumbled upon
the Place Where
All Good Souls Come to Rest.
The Strangefolk,
they coveted the jewels
in these caves
above all things,
and soon they began
to mine the mountain,
its rich seam fueling the
chaos of their
own world. Meanwhile,
down in the town,
the Happyfolk
slept restlessly,
their dreams invaded by
shadowy figures digging away
at their souls. Every day,
people would wake and
stare at the mountain.
Why was it bringing darkness
into their lives?
And as the Strangefolk
mined deeper
and deeper into the mountain,
holes began to appear,
bringing with them a cold
and bitter wind that chilled
the very soul of them up.
For the first time,
the Happyfolk
felt fearful for
they knew that
soon the Monkey
would soon stir
from its deep sleep.
And then came a sound.
Distant first,
it grew into castrophany
so immense it could be heard
far away in space.
There were no screams.
There was no time.
The mountain called
Monkey had spoken.
There was only fire.
And then, nothing.
O little town in U.S.A,
your time has come to see
There's nothing
you believe you want
But where were you
when it all came down on me?
Did you call me now?
