Lyrics by Eric VanLandingham
Music by Entice
A beautiful bride, a lovely white dress,
down the darkened isle of death
Take a closer look at your preacher, is he
someone you know?
With an ancient rhyme, he'll steal your soul
Your best man, has an evil smile
You have
the devils maid, oh I honor
Two candles of black, oh they won't go out
I
pronounce you man and wife, you may kill the bride
If anyone objects to their joining, speak
now or never in your life
My love you have stole, for my soul I have
sold
And she will die before she's your wife
Inside my brain, there's a twisting insane,
and I have no control
If I cannot be next to you, no one shall
again
Time has come, everyone's waiting, suddenly
she doesn't know what to say
I just can't do it, my heart it beats for your
happiness, now I'll be the one to die in the Church, Oh the
Church
