A small country chapelnthat comes out at nightna garden of lightna house by its sidenwhere impossible anglesnof wood make the hallsnthe windows and wallsnand shadows that crawlnnI step through the door find my brothers withinnsilent and grimnthey usher me innnI'm led to the room where our brother residesnsuspended insidenby a rope drawn tightnnleft in his eyesna fear from his lifenand I wonder whynnoh, outside the homena shadow is shownnand I think it sees mennoh nondeath aglownblack as nightncold as bonenI knownwhy you die alonentake your lifentaint your soulnnThen without thinkingna gun's in my handnpointed at himnthe trigger pulled innnone well-placed shot to his chest takes him downnhe's dead on the groundnso I turn aroundnnback through the housenfind them all therenthey've got to see thisnnbut oh, where did he gonthey all let me knownthat he'll come againnnoh nondeath aglownblack as nightncold as bonenI knownwhy you die alonentake your lifentaint your soulnoh nonlook out belownhere I come like a stonenoh no death aglownblack as nightncold as bone.