Haunt-O-Holixxx Grave Man, Grave Man, Grave Man Hauntaholics, you bastards! Yeah, go Go, go, go I'ma leave you down by the Dead Dog Farm Black Lodge how we rockin', man, my mind gone I'ma make you bleed in dreams at the lodge I'm in the Black Lodge, smoking on that nightmare fog I'ma leave you by the river like Laura We're the things that be going bump in the dark I'ma leave you by the river like Laura I'ma leave you down by the Dead Dog Farm Got a real indication you some dumb fucks Got him buried in the mound like a gold charm Red room, red curtains, be my Laura Both wonderful and strange, that's my world Got a body in my cabin, Windom Earle Boiler room ritual, got a circle made of candles (Grave Man) Powder off the key, keep it on me like I'm Laura I be running at night like the black dog I be geekin' up out my mind in my Black Lodge Going nowhere fast like I'm Laura I see angels in the night like I'm Laura I'm with my Woodsmen smoking on that black rot It hurts my eyes when the moonlight dawns No new friends, I don't fuck with strangers Wrap you in plastic and leave you by the river Fire walk with me, bitch, this ain't what you want Fire walk with me, bitch, come and meet my Glock Fire walk with me, turn you to a dead dog That fire walk with me, bitch, come and meet my Glock Had 'em bleeding where he stayed in the woods tonight Habits in her system when I ride by I'm the dweller on the threshold, picking sides At the Sycamore Circle with a Maglite Yeah, they told me it's not what it seems Ain't gonna find you, but it's too late for me I got an idea, man, walk through the breeze Down into the valley, to the town in between I can feel the world spinning as the winds rise Innocence burning up in no time I'ma catch you in a death bag, Ronette on the train tracks Haunted Mound, Wicca Phase, through the fire I'ma leave you down by the Dead Dog Farm Black Lodge how we rockin', man, my mind gone I'ma make you bleed in dreams at the lodge I'ma leave you by the river like Laura (into the night) Sawmill, secret, in a darkened place Saw the angel, one whose face had changed Tremond truth or dare, where time, it slips in there What happened to their pain? What happened up the stairs? In deep connection with the night, reaching out to the end See this moment separate and then repeat again This invitation of love, this occulting of place Revelation of the soul, taking off face Saw the angel, one whose face had changed I'ma leave you down by the Dead Dog Farm Black Lodge how we rockin', man, my mind gone I'ma make you bleed in dreams at the lodge I'm in the Black Lodge, smoking on that nightmare fog I'ma leave you by the river like Laura We're the things that be going bump in the dark I'ma leave you by the river like Laura (MoundRich, bitch)