Something filled up My heart with nothing Someone told me not to cry Now that I’m older My heart’s colder We’re just a million little gods causing rain storms Turning every good thing to rust I guess we’ll just have to adjust With my lightning bolts a-glowing I can see where I am going to be When the reaper, he reaches and touches my hand With my lightning bolts a-glowing I can see where I am going (Where I am going) With my lightning bolts a-glowing I can see where I am go-going You better look out below! (You better look out below) You better look out below!