Have you heard the tale about the dog that ran away
Not quite as sweet as, not quite as sweet as some might say
Scared to gaze into his eyes
Three howls are enough to make a grown man cry
Ceberus is guarding the gates tonight
Looks from left to right, always in his sight
He's feeding on the falling lights
He found his place next to the ones who's unseen
The rule of the guardian, the king of the obscene
Untamable, unshakable
No he ain't the kind of dog you take out for a stroll
Ceberus is guarding the gates tonight
Looks from left to right, always in his sight
He's feeding on the falling lights
He is the future, the past, the here and the now
Solemnly he swore to never break his precious vow
The only chance to pass him by
Is to feed him three pieces of your delicious honeypie
Ceberus is guarding the gates tonight
Looks from left to right, always in his sight
He's feeding on the falling lights
Ceberus is guarding
He's guarding the gates tonight
You're always in his sight
Feeding on the falling lights