They say his spirit in benadryl lies within,
The hat man is a sight for those who comprehend,
The bitter truths that lie within our wretched plane,
And even more of foreign moons who naught but wane.
The shattering of minds and displacement of head,
The hat man only appears to those already dead,
For you see such an affliction of mind and soul,
Is just sentence enough to attract the damned ghoul.
Had the lad paid closer attention to the second half of the lyrics, he may have noticed that the death the narrator was referencing could be entirely figurative.