7 Screaming Diz-Busters

They held their heads with laughs of pain
They learned from men, who'd just refrain
From glancing at a mirror's face7 screaming diz busters
Who lurked behind the rose
Cast iron for a bloodstream
And ice behind their eyesOn each and all those holy nights
When dusters dust becomes the sale
And Lucifer the light, the lightThey're long, so long this time of year
When stars be crossed by twirlin' fear
You don't suppose I'd prove surprisedWell, 7 screaming diz busters
Should go the route and die
Without that warmth they've learned to crave
With hardened smiles and evil signs, oh, wellYeah, alright
Bury me near the secret cove
So they'll not know the way
Bury me there behind the rose
So they'll not rile my grave
I'll not reveal whose name still lostWell, their laughs of pain
And their harder smiles
And their rigid arms
And their evil signsYeah, the longer days
Ah, the longer nights
Oh, yeah the longer
Yeah, they're longer stillOn each and all those holy nights
When dusters dust becomes the sale
An' Lucifer the light oh, yeahLucifer the light
Lucifer the light
Lucifer the lightOne, two, three, four, five, six and seven