The Dark Side of the Moonshine

Seven angels in a row, seven angels in a row, come to take me away, but I can't go.

I am about to die, for my crimes I'll fry. For my crimes, I'll fry

Freedom was oppressed in this part of the west, it ain't likely to ever return...

To the banks of the river, where seldom, if ever, those flickering campfires burn, burn...

Love is an Ocean, Love is an Ocean, Love is something I just can't cross

And if I was to try, I would surely die

Hell, I don't know if I'm not already dead.

-Project Mayhem
Happy Halloween
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