As the man found himself in this town Something strange he perceived all around. Strange the sound comin' out from the fog, Strange the slime fallin' down from the dog. Icy shudders caught the man deep inside: Here nightmares are evil and wild! Good choice the one of running away: Fast, man, go, ride and pray! (Town) Town of Desolation! As you twine the threads of fate There is nothing you can do but wait. If your lot is to be cut out Give the world your latest f**in' shout! Icy shudders caught the man deep inside; Here nightmares are evil and wild! Good choice the one of running away: Sorry, man, you're gonna die this way! (Town) Town of Desolation! No, no, no...No! No, no, no...No!