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