(T-t-t-t-the huntress watches) Like mother, like daughter The apple fell quite near And while there's truth in the scars A dire fable is writ in the stars In the shroud of my ecstasy I saw the vultures circling Aren't you lonely?, they whispered You could use the company And it all just happened so fast And I know I wasn't the last It's a tale as old as time But couldn't I have been stronger? As the heretic As the parasite Strip me down, down, down to my sins Every inch of pain Is the half of it Every hope is forged in the din Is it cashmere? Or is it bankrupt? (Fuck!) Is it all the same in the dark? At the brick house Tear it all down (break!) Pull the curtains to the side See the marks See upcoming rock shows (The music never stops) Am I real? Can this be? Oh lord, it won't make sense to me I don't recognize her Am I so free? Am I worth the pity? Could someone still love me? And it comes in flashes Echoes dulling in a white light The apostate burial As the cavalcade proceeds The rites are spoken A funeral for the ego Well, woe is me, I can't deny Oh, selfish is the heart that shrouds my mind Well, woe is me, my sinful life Oh, heretic concealed by light As the heretic As the parasite Strip me down, down, down to my sins Every inch of pain Is the half of it Every hope is forged in the din Is it cashmere? Or is it bankrupt? (Fuck!) Is it all the same in the dark? At the brick house Tear it all down (break!) Pull the curtains to the side See the marks