When the devil is at your door (it's like an invitation) And he won't listen anymore (it's like a celebration) Flying in the face of recrimination Breaking down the walls of illumination Right there before you Don't you know you've got to stare it down When the lightning splits the skies (it's like a holy thunder) And nobody seems surprised (it's like a touch from under) Looking for clues in a room full of strangers Brushing back the hair from the face of danger Right there before you Don't you know you've got to stare it down In a dream I was overcome (but I was only sleeping) Silent and acting dumb (as it was slowly creeping) Laying in a pool of my own determination Swear it was more than imagination Finding the truth in a hallucination Turning the corner on elimination Right there before you Don't you know you've got to stare it down