I don't mean to hold a gun up to your head

I'll be fine once you are gone, of that I'm sure

Another time + I'd be smiling in your eyes

For the sake of all our love

And that I know



But the rising of the Moon

Means the ending of the day

Time waits for no-one just takes you away

I don't mean to hold a gun up to your head

It's just the anticipation I can't stand.



Well, I feel sure that the Genius who did this

Didn't even feel a thud as he drove by

Now I know my day must end with me alone, dear,

And I see more than only dark on my horizon.



Treason + Infamy enter my life

Tear out the spark that illumines the Sun

Down comes the Universe - tumbling down

Everything is come un-Done

Everything is come un-Done.



Cut like a knife in the soil with a spade

Merge with the one light possessing the other

Scream, "Holly Murder, he's done us tonight."

Come, little sister, behold ye the Mother,

Come, little sister, behold ye the Mother