This is an album dedicated to those who are inebriated.
To those to have not a roof to sleep under tonight.
To those who will spend the night with a pipe clenched in their jaws.
To those who will always keep a wary hand on the pistol they have no right to be carrying.
To those who's lives have been reduced to a mere piece of animate flesh.
To those whose minds have lost out to their ego.
To those whose dreams have lost out to their minds.
To those who are killing themselves minute by minute, hour by hour.
To those who trade their soul for this earth.
To those who have nothing but their own false memories.
To those who have given their bodies for the people.
To those who have used people to satisfy their bodies.
To those who shall remain in the shadows for fear of this strange, strange world.
This a ballad to you, the Weathered Lords and Ladies of Highfield.