He came over plains
Stretching out as one can see
There's a trail of tombstones
And eulogies from howling dogs

His crooked unkept jaw
Whistles jingled cries
Its no myth oh there's a reason
For devastation to be swaggering in
Town bells were ringing
Yet no damn fool listening
The doors they get right kicked in

There's only one way to skin a dirty cat

Oh man rich and poor
Curse money they don't need it no more
And awe marches it marches on and on
To level this shit hole into the ground
Here comes Nigredo

That look in his eyes looks a little too familiar
On cruel lonely nights I dream of Nigredo