Black wings. Tom Waits.

Take an eye for an eyeTake a tooth for a toothJust like they say in the BibleNever leave a trace or forget a faceOf any man at the tableWhen the moon is a cold chiseled daggerSharp enough to draw blood from a stoneHe rides through your dreams on a coachAnd horses and the fence postsIn the midnight look like bonesWell they've stopped trying to hold himWith mortar, stone and chainHe broke out of