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