The Rake At The Gates Of Hell - The Janice Long Show, November 1986, Live

I'll be with them asleep or dreaming
 I'll be there when they wake up screaming
 In the hour of death and I will nurse them
 To have a moment more to curse them
 Watch the maggots crawl out of them
 Hear the angels call above them
 Swaying around as the cold air sucks them
 Down to hell, good night, good luck then
 If any should escape above me
 Beg and cheat until they trust me
 Drag them down to be damned with me
 Laugh at them as they forgive me
 Mother's eyes are sparking diamonds
 Still the moon, shows no light
 This rose is withered, may God deliver
 The rake at the gates of Hell tonight, yeah
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 I wish that they could walk forever
 On the earth alone unfettered
 Until they pray for consummation
 Until they beg for sweet damnation
 Then I'll come and bring them water
 Share them hopes and share them laughter
 Raise their hopes, both sad and sunken
 Slash them up as they lie there drunken
 Push them down into the foul mud
 'Til they choke up on their own blood
 Drag them out before their last breath
 Save them from the mercy of death
 Mother's eyes are sparking diamonds
 Still the moon shows no light
 This rose is withered, may God deliver
 The rake at the gates of Hell tonight, yeah
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 Mother's eyes are sparking diamonds
 Still the moon shows no light
 This rose is withered, may God deliver
 The rake at the gates of Hell tonight
 Mother's eyes are sparking diamonds
 Still the moon shows no light
 This rose is withered, may God deliver
 The rake at the gates of Hell tonight