You said this would never happen and now you stand in the middle of denials with a wilted rose
The devils have quenched their thirst
Wide of the mark holding that dying rose
You bask in the silhouette of the icon animal
The devils have quenched their thirst and swallowed the morning star
Ladies and gentleman please take your seats
The curtain opens
Let the entertainment begin
Yea baby there's no doubt they own the stage tonight and they brought hands full of brimstone
They throw the flames like rain
Run for cover they've taken control of the theatre