Everything is rags And there's nobody to blame but me And it would be so easy If there was no one to hurt but me But now everything that I do Coming out of me will just tear through you In and out of you Up and down your life like a curse So that when the sun bursts When the rain falls When the wind blows I rip through your heart On a horse called Nightmare, bucking and spitting I ride through your house In the home of Bluebeard Blood flows as red as any flag Death cries "Victory is mine!" Laughter echoes And Death just claps his hands And then Time stands still Castles fall Lightning strikes a tower announcing chaos Sunday's child scales the walls of paradise Then dives into Darkness A fool playing God with one foot in Eden One foot in Hell Blindness in his brain And fever in his eyes Lies on his tongue Still saying "this is just a dream" But I will Burn me Right out of this place I will lay you down to sleep So when you wake I'll be gone and You Will remember Nothing