I don't mean to hold a gun up to your head  I'll be fine once you are gone, of that I'm sure  Another time + I'd be smiling in your eyes  For the sake of all our love  And that I know  But the rising of the Moon  Means the ending of the day  Time waits for no-one just takes you away  I don't mean to hold a gun up to your head  It's just the anticipation I can't stand.  Well, I feel sure that the Genius who did this  Didn't even feel a thud as he drove by  Now I know my day must end with me alone, dear,  And I see more than only dark on my horizon.  Treason + Infamy enter my life  Tear out the spark that illumines the Sun  Down comes the Universe - tumbling down  Everything is come un-Done  Everything is come un-Done.  Cut like a knife in the soil with a spade  Merge with the one light possessing the other  Scream, "Holly Murder, he's done us tonight."  Come, little sister, behold ye the Mother,  Come, little sister, behold ye the Mother