There's a damned dark place where no one knows
Bright red rows of violent meadows
A cenotaph sits at the edge of a cliff
An onyx shrine with the sky in its grip
They're parked at the gate, exhaust kicking up dust
In the silence she waits, her contemptuous lust
Iridescence a glow, through the archway she flows
Pouring in real slow, through the driveway they go
She sits black clad with a raven mane
Burnt white smile beneath hinged bangs
They're tearing up the strips of dark desolate streets
Crucifixes half lit in the moon lights sleep
It's la fin du monde
La fin du monde
And now you see them and now they're gone
La fin du monde
La fin du monde
The night is young and the lust is strong
From heaven to hell she said
From heaven to hell with them
Now does it hurt you when I bleed you like the rest?
This cigarette for your forkette
A chariot of my distress
And I genuflect and I've nothing left
Take my regrets into your death
Freaks, goths, pigmies, and so much more
Brush our star-crossed lovers at the entrance door
The grand drape draws and the crowd applauds
An acrobatic act of desperate souls
It's la fin du monde
La fin du monde
And now you see them and now they're gone
La fin du monde
The night is young and the lust is strong
From heaven to hell she said
From heaven to hell with them
Now does it hurt you when I bleed you like the rest?
This cigarette for your forkette
A chariot of my distress
And I genuflect and I've nothing left
Take my regrets into your death