Tytuł: At the table of gloom

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Silver rain's falling over the town
   Looks like the angels are pissing on the sly
   Lost at the counter, silently raped by the time
   I'm a stranger in the jungle and the bells ring in the sky
   My darling came but she just slowly passed by
   She left on the window a misty, pale good bye
   Now I'm just wondering what is left to be mine
   I'm a pauper in the jungle and the belss cry in the sky
   Please! What's going on here
   Langour weaves all over the room
   What's real in the web of grey fear?
   I'm just a man at the table of gloom
   A rusty shape is playing a broken guitar
   He looks like an angel who came down here to die
   On the edge of nothing, where the dawn meets the night
   I'm a jester in the jungle, and the belss scream in the sky
   A numbing chain ties me down to the ground
   I feel like a lame bird who's still trying to fly
   Just like the wind blows sleepy leaves through the town
   I'm chased by a nightmare that belss fall from the sky
   Please! What's going on here
   Langour weaves all over the room
   What's real in the web of grey fear?
   I'm just a man at the table of gloom