Don't follow him down, to the waters edge now
Stick with your brothers, and not the family
Don't dive for your memory, on the waters edge
It's late September, and cold to the touch
On knifes edge, its never enough
All the riches and royalty, camped on your lawn
You can pay for silence, and listen to scorn
Don't follow him down, to the waters edge now
Long coat and eyes, the devils own
Don't dive for your memory, on the waters edge
It's late September, and cold to the touch
On knifes edge, its never enough
All the riches and royalty, camped on your lawn
You can pay for silence, and listen to scorn"