Maybe it was another video
Or a preacher on the radio
Yelling damnation hell and fire
Trust me, believe me I’m not a liar

There is an empty room behind a pair of staring eyes
Inside some dusty mouth the liar's tongue denies
Here in the House of Lies
For evermore...

There is a secret space behind the mirror on the wall
There is tiny angel taking pictures of us all
here in the House of Lies
For evermore... no, nevermore.

There is a ruined bed where cobweb pillows lie
Where broken words go when its time for them to die
Here in the House of Lies
For evermore... no, nevermore.

No nevermore shall I return to the house of lies,
No nevermore must we return to the house of lies