Well I woke up in the morning and my hands were solid red And I looked into the mirror at a man already dead Yes I came into your house with a cloud before my eyes Now I stand the morning after with your screaming in my head Oh, your closet door was open so I thought I'd step inside And I waited for a weakness just to pummel through your hide And the scales on scales made the hissing of the snakes Even louder than ever with a tongue split down the side Yes your throat was looking hungry and your throat was looking sweet So I crept into the kitchen just to grap a bite to eat And the lights were off and bloody and I caught you by surprise And the murder weapon glimmered as it came home nice and sweet Oh the scales on scales, like the shining and the tight And just between the two of us, this could be your last night And you'll wake up yesterday with a headache and you'll say Of the slithering distraction, it was quite all right And we danced into the parlour like two newlyweds would dance And I held you off the ground in a firm but loving stance And your eyes were slowly closing and your head was bobbing low And the growing pool below you consummated our romance So I left you in the ballroom, you were white as winter snow For the life of me I could not quite remember where to go Because every time I looked, all I saw were printed words And the ceiling turning yellow as the symptoms start to show