This relates to Charles Manson and the Manson family and what happened in to them in California at the time of the murders.
She saw his eyes beneath the coals,
the ones that burnt
their restless souls
They walked along a mid-night shift while their hearts
went a drift.
Escaped from the grasps of the shallow crows
Watched the red and bloody picture shows
Sang songs that would make you cry, songs that
foreshadowed the people who would die
Ran across the yard to the mansions path
Did not rightly calculate their math
The family kept close and did not stray even though
there was going to be h*** to pay
Caught within sight they never followed the light
“X” marks the spot, the whole lot
Guilty they where guilty they would stay even to this
very day
In California though memories are still alive
Helter Skelter did survive
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