mt. hamilton = silent hill?
Spooky Ghosty
Poor Bastard
he just stood there
staring off
at the direction of his feet
Grim fandangos
swung him here
A far step
from the mambo skies
and the disco sun
of his ballroom youth
The jive dum-dum
was jittering
to twist with his insides
One, Two, Three, Four
A cool jerk
of the trigger
and the bullet took the lead
A cruel waltz
perfectly executed
It was a selfish partner
It never asked for a second dance
The poor bastard
he just stood there.