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S11: Epitaph
© 2012 Sahlen/Starburst

Upon his grave the devil danced the demon chewed his cud
The monster of the everglades could not wash off the mud
Though he tried to hide his resume one thing was clear within
Embarrassment of underbelly evil born of sin

The monster was a fiddler and for that he paid the price
Perceived as hate incarnate with a penchant that aint right
They'll be no room in heaven where disgust can't be allowed
The monster was a fiddler who has taken his final bow

(instrumental interlude)

A cold gray slab now marks his grave
No mourners hang around
A carefully worded epitaph
Is written on the ground

(repeat chorus)

The oddest thing of all that's true the worst of all mankind
The monocle worn on his head was just sins of the mind
But still the same he bore the shame as if the deed were done
The days of proven innocence ignore his trial of one

(repeat chorus)

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Song Length: 2:35
Primary Genre: Folk-Alternative
Secondary Genre: -
Tempo / Feel: Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: Existence
Mood 1: Disturbed
Mood 2: Poignant
Language: English
Era: 2000 and later