What evil star burns bright my old flame   And wilted my rose of Jericho   Whose glare killed the prayer last parted from her lips   And lit the path to churchyards untold?   The pitter and the patter of her dance once whirled away   The eve like a dream of youthful bloom   But now the iron clatter of my godforsaken woe   Echoes ancient tones of shackled doom      I’ll ride this Agony Wagon   Forever to Heaven or to Hell   I’ll ride this agony wagon   My bones are damned to roam these rusty rails   (2x)      What unholy haint rakes the Devil’s lyre   And dumbs the din of joybells in my soul   Who in silent gloom arrives snapping thicket underfoot    In moonless mist to light my carriage coals?   So into the shady dank of St. Jude’s garden stairs   East of the sun and west of the moon   Where her secret crypt of nightshade is shut inside his mind   Locked tighter than a toddler in a tomb.       I’ll ride this Agony Wagon   Forever to Heaven or to Hell   I’ll ride this agony wagon   My bones are damned to roam these rusty rails