Awake on a rocky beach so close to home
A familiar voice calls to me
For many years he’s rode by my side
But now he’s come to claim his prize
To the victor go the spoils
After one last match
The squire lags, belting out his vulgar tunes
The actor sees most prophetic
The witch talks to the devil and that’s why she’ll burn
Her eyes all awash in fear
Past the forest is my castle
It’s our final stop
Always asking questions that are never answered
Following directives, waiting for something
Tell me there was something worth waiting for
No, there’s not
He knew my strategy all along
And now it’s finished
credits
from
The Prolonged Insult,
released 13 October 2009
Gavin Dunaway -- guitar/vocals
Julie Rozansky -- bass/vocals
Jonathan Hanson -- drums/percussion
Engineered by Andrea Zavareei and Gavin Dunaway
Mixed by Dunaway
Mastered by Jim Robeson at Bias Studio