Oh so sweet the taste of freedom
The end of Mr. Shallows kingdom
Let the desert lie him down
And wash away the painted clown
He's etched upon his skinny face
The pocket in his jean with mace
Goodbye,
Tormented one
Goodbye,
Tormented one
The end of all of us helps him think
He walks upon a gust and gives a wink
The yelling in the silo howls
His invitation dies aroused
And weighs upon his blackened mind
See he has the light that shines
Goodbye,
Tormented one
Goodbye,
Tormented one