Well I woke up in the morning and my hands were solid red

And I looked into the mirror at a man already dead

Yes I came into your house with a cloud before my eyes

Now I stand the morning after with your screaming in my head

Oh, your closet door was open so I thought I'd step inside

And I waited for a weakness just to pummel through your hide

And the scales on scales made the hissing of the snakes

Even louder than ever with a tongue split down the side

Yes your throat was looking hungry and your throat was looking sweet

So I crept into the kitchen just to grap a bite to eat

And the lights were off and bloody and I caught you by surprise

And the murder weapon glimmered as it came home nice and sweet



Oh the scales on scales, like the shining and the tight

And just between the two of us, this could be your last night

And you'll wake up yesterday with a headache and you'll say

Of the slithering distraction, it was quite all right



And we danced into the parlour like two newlyweds would dance

And I held you off the ground in a firm but loving stance

And your eyes were slowly closing and your head was bobbing low

And the growing pool below you consummated our romance

So I left you in the ballroom, you were white as winter snow

For the life of me I could not quite remember where to go

Because every time I looked, all I saw were printed words

And the ceiling turning yellow as the symptoms start to show