Deadboy and The Elephantmen - Walking Stick lyrics

Revelation for around your sunday dress The soul out of a smoldering wretch All brought to sleep, there's nothing there All brought to sleep, there's nothing there Twisting walk ?? They're all up and down the strip The soul out of a smoldering wretch All brought to sleep, there's nothing there The witch is on fire She can't regret the day ?? repenting of the stars and earth