The Spectre - Royal Trux

My faith is in the spectre and there it shall remain

The specter is a surgeon an anatomic guide

He haunts the lenses of my eyes

And the chemicals in my brain

Once there was a rich man

Who drank from the specter's cup

He always held his head so

High but he never would look up

The spectre was above his head

Hanging like a sword

The lesson now it must be

Said the spectre is it's own reward