Love is the Dark Archer
The tearful tarmac glistens in the rain
A priest like figure shadowy drifting
Silent through a spiritual drug haze
Dark eyes watched him go by
With long echoes shot through like gla**
He was tainted intense
A chain law tied him down in hollow streets
Now whispering through the world's greatest ink
He chilled the night
Love is the Dark Archer
There was dust in the air
Casting off the shadow of tiger men
In wolf packs at the end of a soul cul-de-sac