I was the king of lands I never knew.
I had a seed but it never grew because
the Earth came and swallowed it up.
On a mountain made of little pills
dancing on the window sill
as a bottled boat sails on by.

I'm right behind you,
right behind you now

You sold your soul for the devil's wage.
The time has come now there's hell to pay
and you'll never pay it back.
And any gods that could exist are drifting down the river
with the ghosts of abandoned sails.

I'm right behind you
right behind you now.
I'm right behind you
right behind you now.