( - J. Bouchard - P. Smith - E. Bloom - A Bouchard - D. Roeser - )
Death comes sweeping through the hallways like a lady's dress
Death comes driving down the highway in its Sunday best
A fire of unknown origin took my baby away
A fire of unknown origin took my baby, took my baby away
Sweat dripping off my wavelength, swallowed a rock
Like the ocean in a bottle, so thick and grey
A fire of unknown origin took my baby away
A fire of unknown origin took my baby, took my baby away
Death comes driving, I can't do nothin'... Death goes!
There must be something, there must be something that remains
There must be something, there must be something
A fire of unknown origin took my baby away
A fire of unknown origin took my baby, took my baby away |