To stare into dark cornersnShadows cross our livesnThe image of my fathernLike a sleeping childnTo walk to deep blue oceannAnd shelter in the shadenThe eyes that once were livingnLike a Jack of SpadesnnSmiles of seemless murdernTo stormy, dark remainsnWho never rode white horsesnOr wished on falling starsnA man that chased their shadowsnOn the day the they dienDancing in the moonlightnSend shivers down my spinennSkeletons of angelsnShot right through the heartnAs you gun the motornAt 18 miles an hournIn the minds of childrennDrowning in thin airnA voice comes from the darknessnI am the Jack of SpadesnI am the Jack of Spades