{Within the silence lies the deepest desire Within the violence lies a vicious fire}
You're going to fall from your heavenly grace To the universe of dirt on this earthly place There 's so much madness in your haloed head There 's a monument to you- and it's based on dread
{Whispered rituals will crack the night and the ghosts of the takers will fill your life}
The fire in your hand is just waiting to burn And the black rain will fall when the tide turns Eyes that are opened wide with delight Will close with the shock of the double edge knife