The lyrics are almost entirely stream of consciousness with a handful of lines and the bridge adjusted over 4-5 subsequent drafts. I gave no thought to the rhyme scheme or language--that's just how it came out. I didn't feel like it needed a chorus, so I didn't give it one. The idea came from a folk song mentioned in passing in Tess of the d'Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy about a murderer who can't sleep because he fears the fires of Hell burning beneath his bed.
lyrics
It starts as a smoke of a whisper in my room
They talk amongst themselves, but I hear them, too
Cursing and clawing with fire in their nails
Dogs from the bowels of the fires of Hell
"We'll wait until he sleeps then set action to words.
Alight in the night afore our story be heard."
Through the joints in the floorboards their growling slowly grows
It rumbles and churns and nips at my toes
Forsaking sleep, I keep watch in its stead
To drowse is to die, to dream to be dead
Candles in their service as sentinels in the night
Guard against the hell that comes without light
For the past week gone no sleep has come
Kept up by the hiss of the Devil's forked tongue
His flames grow warm from under my bed
Turn pillows to ash 'neath a weary man's head
There's sulfur in the air
Rotten flowers in a tomb
A shadow on the wall
Of the hangman's noose
I've withheld it til now but let it be said
It's been seven days since I left a man dead
Now Judgement has come in the form of a flame
And a horseman on high, he's bellowing my name
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