On a hill there is a spark
Where the light would spread
And strangle the dark
A little girl stands at the door
Looking at the blood stains on the floor

Now he is gone
My little darling, don't you cry
For he will return, you must decide

Through the city they carry a man
Washing their hands
In the brandy of the damned
Torches burn, oh so bright
Burn out the day
Burn out the night

Now he is gone
My little darling, don't you cry
For he will return, you must decide

A soul cleaves unto the dark
It melts for heaviness in the musk
The stranger wandered the face of the earth
Coming with the answers or on a search

Now he is gone
My little darling, don't you cry
For he will return, you must decide
Now he is gone, now he is gone
Now he is gone, now he is gone