mourners assemble in this white-elephant's graveyard, a dearth of bloom upon my tomb - an absence of forget-me-nots. For Romeo I understudied - this sepulchre dark and bloodied
of the swords For my Bathorial maiden, I'll kill and maim For our victims, the future proves bleak I'll slice throats in her bloody name Rending other
of good intentions Get on the left-hand highway with no sinister regrets Brave new world of secret fantasy That hovers just beyond your bloody grasp
breath of fire Mother Of Mercy Angel of pain Mother Of Mercy Taking my last breath I'm just a lonely soldier fightning In a bloody hoples war Don't
the Cub Scouts meet again. Walk the dog and cut the grass, Take the kids to dancing class, Jim's Little League got beat again. Can't keep a maid here
filth and fornication A winged satyr raping unsullied maids A lewdness flailing enter clubbing whip Bestial defloration serpent riding virgin whores Their bloodied
[Part 1:] Under the shadow of the goat...I live !!! We hate the holy things We are bloody vampires... in search of victims We are like God... We are
ladies wild with a tune his wires would sing He could fiddle the fish out of salt water, water from a marble stone Or milk from out a maiden's breast
your plans Just like me tryin' to jerk my grams (ha, ha) It ain't happening (yeah) I got my house outta status (say what? ) Indoor pool (uh, huh) plus the maid
gathered at a place near the sea at night, they all sat around their king, and a campfire gave it's light... First words were spoken by a maiden of
can get on with mine And maybe someday we will find , that it wasn't really wasted time Mm,hm Oh hoo, ooh, ohh, Ooh,ooh, mm Pretty Maids
m pissed off about bein' the cops And you're pissed off about bein' the maid And how long till they shut off the phone Till the next time we get laid
with bullets buried in your belly But notice bloody flesh looks like blueberry jelly You're repulsively corrosive Your mother taught you not to get involved with explosives Skull opened like Iron Maiden
taking over The logical sense Seems out of hand [Chorus] When ever you listen You'll hear the cry of freedom But it's a long bloody way Seems out of
what hell can create Dark side of the mocking curse Fervent love, your pet averse Thousand bludgeoned life's Dastardly cowardice Cowardice, a freezing touch Cowardice, bloody
, we walk onwards, yet our horizon is bleak, sundered and bloody. Evanescent, Everfading are the autumntide colours that bleed upon us. Like a wailing wind the maidens
warm Look out the window at that storm My sister will be suspicious Ah, your lips look delicious My brother will be there at the door Like waves upon a tropical shore My maiden
warm Look out the window at that storm My sister will be suspicious Oh, your lips look delicious My brother will be there at the door Like waves upon a tropical shore My maiden
