Floating on a casket down the mississippi
Throwing shadows cross the moountains of the moon
There i heard the daughters of december
Singing a wicked tune into the graveyard
Mouths of children blue in the arms of mother violence
Into the graveyard mouths
Swinging from a star
Down the passage we never take
Past that door we never open
Lost in the locust storm
Singing a wicked tune
Into the graveyard mouths of children blue in the arms of mother violence
Into the graveyard mouths
Swinging from that star
That star