In the flatlands of texas where the dust swirls like devils There's a town with a curse where the river runs dry They call it hallow's end on a faded map And that's where it all began They say he was a soldier turned preacher in a storm The wind and rain beat down while anger took its form At the back of the house where the fields grew of corn They say he killed his sister whose son was stillborn Chorus: Listen to the rattle that comes with the night When you see the shadows fading you better pray for the light Listen to the crackle when the flames burn too long Everything you covet has a heavy price So says the legend of everett sykes To cleanse himself of sin he turned to brimstone and fire A confederate of angels overcome with desire And people that knew him said that when he spoke of hell You could almost see a sickening light inside his mortal shell Even his wife he burned in the living flesh Cuz a witches' tongue can rattle with things best left dead So every night he prayed at a black and bottomless hole Where lucifer was cast on his one way trip below Paying a penance for the things that he'd done Cuz down the hole he cast the severed head of his own son