Charles Dexter Ward - Pickman's Model

I couldn't go there
I do not know the way
Though I've been there
The place where pickman stayed
You've seen his art
You've seen the paintings
Depicting creatures too far
From reality's containing

Marvelous creation, horrid abominations
Scenes from Armageddon not even from a maddened mind

Captured without error, portraits of hate and terror
Things haven't fared well, Richard Pickman they won't find

He showed me round that place
I saw his unholy mastery
Terror took hold my face
I couldn't describe what I've seen
The demon in the paint
It stared into my soul
Took everything not to faint
Pickman's model was a photo

Pickman's missin
They won't find hime
Richard Pickman
Something got him
Pickman's missin
They won't find hime
Richard Pickman
Something got him

Written by:
Frank Gross

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