The Monsters of Goya - Deadman

I’m haunted by the monsters of Goya

They haunt me in the dead of the night

They scratch at the panes of my windows

They loom in the El Grecco sky

They wound me with poison arrows

They pitch in my fevered mind

They punish with insults and doubting

They bite at my heels all the time

I’m hoping someone can save me Some saint with some remedy

But all that I’m living with lately

Is the thought that I’ll be released

In the deaf man’s house hang black paintings

The images of a darkening mind

When Saturn comes to devour you

Where the witch’s wild eyes will shine

I dreamt I took refuge in Paris

Where things are comfortably sane

And the hooves of the beast all have silenced

And the monsters are exiled to Spain

I’m hoping someone can save me Some saint with some remedy

'Cause all that I’m living with lately

Is the thought that I’ll be released

Oh my love

Oh my love

Oh my love

Oh my love

Oh my love

Oh my love

Don’t you get down

Oh my love

Oh my love

Don’t you cry

Don’t get down

Oh my love

Don’t you cry

Oh my love

Oh my love

Oh my love