I sing a ragged and crooked song The sun is setting and it won't be long My body's weak but this soul is strong I am shadow dressed up in these skin and bones We weave our story in a worthless yarn Trying to escape with all these tricks and charms It's far too late to ring the alarm We are just babies falling into the spider's arms I am a dead body moving, I've got lightning in my hand I won't be here for long so you got to understand You can dance with the demon, look him dead into the eyes I've already been where we go when we die We are dancing on the graves of the past The clock is running and the spell is cast Nothing before our eyes will last We walk forever in circles on this well-worn path So many songs to sing before they blow those horns Will it be harvest or a killing storm No time to bury and no time to mourn This race started on the day I was born