Drink To The Dead

He's beautiful and he smells like a dog
An aging demon who's nearly a God
He didn't love her longer than a summer's day
There's a creature called Price who we all have to pay
And he won't forget the roads
The long drive to freedom
And he won't forget the names
But he won't have to see them

There's a glamour in the darkness
You cannot see what's tarnished
Close your eyes, what's the attraction?
It's all in your head
And it's laced with things you could never forget

She's beautiful and she's as sick as a dog
A young painkiller, sleeping next to a God
She was captured conscious by a razor on a chain
Torn as a child between both names
And she won't forget the beat
Simple pounding in her ears
And she won't forget the bright lights
Casting shadows on her fears

There's a glamour in the darkness
You cannot see what's tarnished
Close your eyes, what's the attraction?
It's all in your head
And it's laced with things you could never forget

The way she moved
Pulled him to a release
The way she spoke
Brought him home to peace
And they won't forget the man
Who haunted them for weeks
And they won't forget the box
How it brought them to their knees

There's a glamour in the darkness
You cannot see what's tarnished
Close your eyes, what's the attraction?
It's all in your head
And it's laced with things you could never forget

Once they had silenced what she had said
They raised their glasses and drank to the dead