The Spectre - Royal Trux
My faith is in the spectre and there it shall remain
The specter is a surgeon an anatomic guide
He haunts the lenses of my eyes
And the chemicals in my brain
Once there was a rich man
Who drank from the specter's cup
He always held his head so
High but he never would look up
The spectre was above his head
Hanging like a sword
The lesson now it must be
Said the spectre is it's own reward
