stop your tears

i will never marry my love

i will die waiting for the bells

death

come pull me underwater

i have nothing left to fear from hell

i was gifted at the music

i was born the day the year was new

someone has stolen all the water

i keep the pills inside an urn

lord

show me my daughter

show me her before she burned

we go walking in the hallways

now and then a record gives a tune

sometimes we hang from our chambers

baudelaire in the afternoon

the yellow rose is a stranger

the devil's invitation in bloom

i stand looking at my chamber

there are many things upon the floor

the blade is ready for the slaughter

the virgin mary hangs on the door

i will arrive at death's border

take back the cover god has torn from me

i am at the river with baby

her father enters with a leap

hold her head above the water

she is pale against the stream

i am the horse beneath his daughter

he is the mountain underneath