posted on Wednesday, June 30, 2010 at 4:32 PM
When sun sets dusk and streets are cleared,
This town's renegade is near.
Standing tall, awaiting host,
What's it like to see a ghost?
Both outlaws equal, yes indeed,
A one shot rhythm to the gunsling
So long my sweet.
Bye Bye.
Gunsling by Black Veil Brides.