Rain, falls on the ones who remain 

Calls unto those who will learn 

The sky will burn, the sky will burn 

Burning the sight from your eyes 

Burning the blood from the brain 

Turning the force of the skies 

While watching the world go insane 



Watching the sea boil from the rain 

Watching the free die in the mire 

Watching the world melt by the fire 



That burns in the night, and burns by the light 

that torches your face, and scorches your mind 

Till you soul lays to waste in its tortured remains 

Shelter the sane, Shelter the sane, Shelter the sane 

From the Son of the Rain 

Set the controls for the heart of the Son 

Set the controls for the heart of the Liar 

Set the controls for the Sons of the fire 



That burns in the night, and burns by the light 

That torches your face, and scorches your mind 

Till you soul lays to waste in the tortured remains 

Shelter the sane, Shelter the sane, Shelter the sane 

From the Son of the Rain