no time for sorrow
no time for grief
no time for pity
they’ll be wrangling in the streets
no time for laughter
no time for games
no time dillydally
everything has changed
Ananke is coming
she’s coming to take you away

lock up all your treasures
Katie bar the door
hide away the children
you won’t see them anymore
burn all your money
and records of your past
take a look around it
just might be your last
Ananke is coming
she’s coming to take you away

Ananke has brothers
a score of cousins too
they’ll descend upon the town
as their convoy rumbles through
hellfire and brimstone
high anxiety
lying, conniving
incivility
Ananke is coming
she’s coming to take you away

with sweet sounding promises
and caring concern
never mind the conflict with
everything you’ve learned
light becomes darkness
hate becomes love
despair appears deftly
on the wings of a dove
Ananke is coming
she’s coming to take you away