A Whistler and His Gun Lyrics


Alarming, disturbing and yet so pleasure filling It burns me I need it give

birth my charlatans Afflicting for ages your world has drained my conscience

Determined with pleasure I know my time has come Indifferent to his faith

All reason's blown away A whistler on display A whistler and his gun Too far

I have wandered in feeble compromises The skin of my soul mate feels like a

warm embrace To own this assignment to kill a child in anger I killed once

regretful but wish to kill again Too swollen now Too swollen now Too swollen

now blast from the inside And my mind is now And my mind is now And my mind

is now dead to the outside Then we found our luck While the music played

With the pied piper In the dark again Forced Pressured Medical Slave

Bewildered by darkness my shadowlike appearance Conceal me protect me

against this viciousness Reloading uncertain not knowing why it's breathing

Let silver caress me into oblivion Indifferent to his faith All reason's

blown away A whistler on display A whistler and his gun Too swollen now Too

swollen now Too swollen now blast from the inside And my mind is now And my

mind is now And my mind is now dead to the outside Then we found our luck

While the music played With the pied piper In the dark again Forced

Pressured Medical Slave Who am I Hide and seek Chemicals in me Indifferent

to his faith All reason's blown away A whistler on display A whistler and

his gun Too swollen now Too swollen now Too swollen now blast from the

inside And my mind is now And my mind is now And my mind is now dead to the

outside Then we found our luck While the music played With the pied piper In

the dark again Forced Pressured Medical Slave