We have been working on this song for a while.
A recorded version is seeing the light of day,  up on our player from out of the darkness.
This is....the first cut.

MARTIN

He has needle like teeth
Black and white scenes
Drugging his victims
Projecting them in dreams
He is oh so careful
Causing no pain, only sleep
But you'll never wake up to the cut that feeds his company.
The family wants to save Martin's soul
Only to destroy what is old
A family curse and shame
That carves his life by the things that they say.
Martin would listen to the voices out of their system
He'd hear it get crazy sometimes
He'd have to listen,
Such is life.

Tremble in your horror Martin
In this gutter of departure.
Robbing the gore of mankind
The family speaks, it's your time.

Martin follows the destruction of the man in white to a house
Where religion is the backyard
Where the only thing seems to be magic
But there is only belief,
If you can stretch that far.
Martin follows the rotting of the man in black.
To a playground dont look back
Where the devil runs incognito, but there is no evil
It is only costumes of belief,
It is only costumes that we seek.