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 the tortured remains Shelter the sane, Shelter the sane, Shelter the sane From the Son of the Rain