You'll lie down with a dead girl

And as her cold fingers unfurl

You'll take the hand of the One who

Can only cause you pain

Tonight

You'll lie awake in the dark

And imagine some small spark

At the end of the walk down

That wet and lonely road

Tonight

As you search for some meaning

The only fruits of your gleaning

Are twisted pulses and visions

Beneath your tightened lids

Tonight

With every step ringing sharp

Like a silky Siren's Harp

You'll be drawn down that path

That will always lead you home