The Doors lyrics

One is the cause

And two is mysterious,

Three is the wisest,

Four is so powerful

Five with such kindness,

Six is always in love,

Seven the chariot,

Eight will rule them all!

Nine is a hermit1,

Ten is just probable,

Eleven is virtuous,

Twelve's hanging down a rope!

Thirteen is death and

Fourteen is temperance,

Fifteen the Devil,

Sixteen is a tower!

Where did they go,

the numbers of the Lord, untold?

If I let violence tear up my silence I'll drown…

Seventeen, there's much hope,

Yet eighteen can mislead!

Sweet nineteen like the Sun

Twenty, the renewal!

Twenty-one is successful,

Zero isn't just a fool

Pictures of love

And doors to another world!

Where did they go,

the numbers of the Lord, untold?

If I let violence tear up my silence I'll drown…

1. A person who has withdrawn from society and lives a solitary existence