Locked me away
In the cellar
Left my soul hang out to dry
And if she comes 'round
Don't you tell her
Just let her walk on by
Feed the demons
In the corner
They're starving since the harvest
Are you feeling
Any older
Do you think you're making progress
I'm the dealer
For the horseman
Gets his fix most every day
Tell him "God
You look the worst man"
"Maybe you should change your ways"
'Cuz I'm the dealer
For the horseman
Gets his fix most every day
When I ration out
His portion
You know I'll be sure that he stays
Now the Horseman's
In the cellar
Serenaded by the rats
He told me not to tell her
Said "Let her walk on past"