Duel With Cudgels

[05:38.85]Got to be buried right up to the knee
No knife in your pocket, no trick up your sleeve
Keeping my hair done until Im replaced
Back in the playpen with drool on my face
Facing off, figuring
[06:26.37][07:28.92]Im gonna quit this scene
[06:33.05][07:35.60]Though you think its a scream
[06: 38.40][07:40.89]Nothing is seen
[06:44.19][07:46.74]And Ill never be seen
[06:47.41][07:50.19]See ya later
And no one can run, and no one concedes
Blood smells like November
Bones splinter and crack
A duel to the death as the forest turns black
Falling off of the screen