Devil on the left
   angel on the right
   there's no mistake
   who i'll be w/ tonight
   over in the fore
   lamb's head on my lap
   days
   pass like weeks w/o the sight
   then comes the fury of the lullaby
   then comes the fury of the lullaby
   heartbeat in a hole
   an eyeball loose and wild
   dropping memories
   out upon the open tiles
   and over to the left
   there sit the loveless ones
   crying slowly and sucking on a gun
   do you wear the mark
   do you wear the mark
   darling darling
   do you wear the mark