The time has come, Pauline
The night will fall and take its wings
A cosmic silence long overdue
Even pitch and stone atomize
So don t feign surprise
You had every day of your life didn t you?
The angels called on me
A job o work was sent my way
A tangle they could not unwind
Turns out every holy page
And every parson s rage
Were all wrong. we ve been friends throughout time
And though we rarely correspond
You see, my style is frowned upon
I m a loner and a soldier and a thug
I get it done
You were so dimly thinking as you were so grimly sinking
Motherhood would save your life
Now it comes down to an act and the miserable fact
Don t you know loneliness is out of style
And the South closed in on you
And made you the proof
Of a soul twisted by faith
Misery abounds
For salvation was in little things you were too remiss to know
As you fill the air with tremolo drone
When you sow that much mendacity
They re gonna ring my bell below
Gonna bring me up to speed
I ll drag you wretched like an animal, moanin like a crone
You better hope and pray they never come home
[Solo]
X2
You won t know what to do
I ll break the family out of you
I promise I will not back down
Spinning children aching from the path
Well, now you ve met your match
Victim maker, heart breaker, ruiner of lives
And though every waking day you vamp a heavenward gaze
In your dreams you touch the Maestro s face
Step along
