Rain, falls on the ones who remain    Calls unto those who will learn    The sky will burn, the sky will burn    Burning the sight from your eyes    Burning the blood from the brain    Turning the force of the skies    While watching the world go insane       Watching the sea boil from the rain    Watching the free die in the mire    Watching the world melt by the fire       That burns in the night, and burns by the light    that torches your face, and scorches your mind    Till you soul lays to waste in its tortured remains    Shelter the sane, shelter the sane, shelter the sane    From the Son of the Rain    Set the controls for the heart of the Son    Set the controls for the heart of the Liar    Set the controls for the Sons of the fire       That burns in the night, and burns by the light    That torches your face, and scorches your mind    Till you soul lays to waste in its tortured remains    Shelter the sane, shelter the sane, shelter the sane    From the Son of the Rain