First stanza:
There's blood on your hands from someone new
Wash it away, wash it away
Blood on your hands from someone new
Wash it away, wash it away
There's blood on your hands from someone new
Your latest success must be pleasing you
Blood on your hands from someone new

Sleep tight

There's blood on your hands from your victims bodies
Wash it away, wash it away
And blood on your hands from your martyrs bodies
Wash it away, wash it away
The blood on your hands from your victims bodies
And the blood on your hands from your martyrs bodies
Looks he same shade of red to me

But sleep tight

Chorus:
But even in your dreams
You can't get your hands clean
Will they clean them in paradise?
Do you think they'll clean them in paradise?

Sleep tight

Chorus:

Repeat of the first stanza:

Sleep tight, sleep tight, sleep tight tonight