Alsation Lyrics

With an alsation thirst he straddles the bar
A thin drink crackling in his clench
With a fuzz of knuckle and nape
He stops to drink at the sign of the crooked heart

The curtains part

The moon rides up the lane
and stains the air

Amber eyes bead their direction
From the dark nook of the hungry steps
He coughs like a sick hag in a waiting bed of violet
He stops to drink at the sign of the crooked heart

The curtains part
The moon rides up the lane and stains the air

Don't stop drinkin' my cup
Don't stop the crooked heart