Don't Mind the Dancer / The Dance with the Deseased

It came with the wind, washed away my sins, immortal wave
They should have known, as they maybe did, the scene was obscene
A bathtub full of warmth, bathtub full of hell, no one lived to tell

In all the shades of grey, I saw the children play, the signs were there
May they gather and dance, music of the band, I don't care anymore
A bathtub full of warmth, bathtub full of hell, no one lived to tell

He came with the wind, and even though he had sinned, they didn't seem to care
And as I now applaud and do it pretty loud, I can still hear the rain
A bathtub full of warmth, bathtub full of hell, no one lived to tell