Death comes sweeping through the hallway. Like a lady's dress. Death comes driving down the highway. In its Sunday best. A fire of unknown origin. Took my baby away. A fire of unknown origin. Took my baby away. Swept her up and off my wavelength. Swallowed her up. Like the ocean in a fire. So thick and grey. A fire of unknown origin. Took my baby away. A fire of unknown origin. Took my baby away. Death comes driving. I can't do nothing. Death goes. There must be something. There must be something. That remains. There must be something. There must be something. A fire of unknown origin. Took my baby away. A fire of unknown origin. Took my baby. Took my baby away