Wash away the blackness with the silver rain   Don’t turn away – don’t turn away   Wash away the blackness with the silver rain   Don’t turn away – don’t try to hide      Sulphurous and burning, spitting out the sun   The beginning of creation, of the golden one   A window to the west, a blazing star above   In taurus we begin it and the ladder has begun      Don’t try and blame me for your sins   For the sun has burned me black   You’re hollow lives, this world in which we live   I throw it back      Four headed dragon for the four degrees of fire   Purify the insane, bring the solution ever higher   Bring me all the elements, spread them round my head   Bring me mad men’s bodies, I will break them all like bread      Don’t try and blame me for your sins   For the sun has burned me black   You’re hollow lives, this world in which we live   I hurl it back      Don’t try and blame me for your sins   For the sun has burned me black   You’re hollow lives, this world in which we live   I throw it back      Don’t try and blame me for your games   Your games are death   My world it light, the angels fill my eyes   With every breath      And so we lay, we lay in the same grave   Our chemical wedding day   And so we lay, we lay in the same grave   Our chemical wedding day   And so we lay, we lay in the same grave   Our chemical wedding day...      17 seconds before the track ends...      And all this vegetable world appeared on my left foot   It was a bright sandal formed, immortal, of precious stones and gold   I stooped down and bound it on to walk forward through eternity