Blues rock, Slow tempo, swagger, tough, moody, menacing, gritty, 70s, retro, gritty, sensual, sexy, raw, Male vocals, percussion, guitar solo, electric guitar, drums, bass
Evil ways, where the streets have no name
Dust turns red, and the men have no shame
Wouldnt save this town for one righteous man
So leave your bags, run as fast as you can.
So ma dont turn around, when the black bell sound
Sinners burn in a wicked pyre,
souls condemned for their evil desire
Well youll burn too, for how you tore us apart
Blue eyed girl with a cold black heart.
What goes round comes around, when the black bell sounds.
Skies grew dark like the end of days
Good times through, but the tune still plays
Just one more year, and Ill be gone
To seek the truth, upon the liars throne
So lord Ill be around,
Til lay my soul back in the ground
When the black bell sounds.