the grey ray at the end of the death cave

your face is covered

with the moon's blood

i see a grey ray

at the end of the death cave

i faked my own life

drawing a dream on

the dying skin

i was bound and born in

i pooled the talent scouts

for information on 'the green grass'

i see a grey ray

at the end of the death cave

i'm living in las vegas

my name is unimportant

but people sometimes

call me funkadunk

i check the sheets for poop

they are clean

i see a grey ray

at the end of the death cave