Dionysos, Last Train - Giant Jack

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Giant Jack was dead\nGiant Jack is maybe dead\nGiant Jack looks dead\nGiant Jack is not dead!\nHe’s carrying his shadow\nThrough the grave city grave\nSkeleton tree growing\nOn his own grave\nHe’s trembling cold\nWith a frozen wind blowing\nBlowing through his teeth\nBlowing through his mouth\nBattle on his big blinked eyes\nJack is on my back now…\nI was trembling like a bird with no feather on the skin\nI had gasoline all over my wings\nHe looked like a storm with a solid body\nHe looked like a storm…\nHe took off his shadow and put it on mine\nI said: