A fun little ditty about being stalked through the afterlife - which mysteriously resembles an old Spanish town - by a hooded stranger who might offer you the way to eternal salvation, or may lead you directly to the other place. Only you can make the choice...
VERSE 1
Wind you way into the Barrio
Where all instrusive light has ceased to stare
Find the path that's named Oblivion
And hope to God you find me waiting there
VERSE 2
Each to all and all things lost in time
Where pain and passion share a dark despair
Tread the path that's named Oblivion
And hope to God you find me waiting there
CHORUS
So crawl to your mother and call to your brother
A soul is laid bare
And sing to your lover, but pray that another
Will always be there
VERSE 3
Find you way into the Barrio
Come share a glass with me, if you dare...