De Porsal - An Offer Lyrics

Around a table heavy haze conceals the careful few
Send a message to a man whose suffering is due
A proposal with the means to truly demonstrate
Consequential choice of torment will determine his fate

Old Man Fitzgerald laid there breathing his last breath
He looked upon his son with misplaced hopefulness in death
Diligent and moral, well respected by the town
Never took nothing from no one
Could not be accepting of an offer

Burdened by the ranch left to him by his father passed
Not one annum went before the stead had seen its last
Starving cattle, timber byre, so weather-worn and dry
Reputation has been tainted
And in desperate times he'll take an offer

And so he steps into the night, a nervous sweat ensues
Carved in stone to light the home of he who did defuse
Unaware of any presence in the silent abode
Whiskey bottle, soaking rag, he hastens down the road