What's the count Jack?. . I long for peace of mind. Tortured and thrilled at the same time. Betrayed by a bitch and her kiss. Wait until they get a good look at this.
Unborn, a fresh young girl. Frail with the weight of the world. Already bent at the beauty of the night. Sent from heaven, unwanted on Earth. She brings her blessing wrapped in a curse.
Tortured soul, you, you long for one. Greater than the sum of love. Gone forever is the morning sun. Can it be forever gone. . She was lovely once, she was.
She trembled like a virgin movin' toward her wedding bed. Stumbled down that hallway like the dawn of the dead. Crept in like a creature, tryin' to crawl right through your soul.
And so I chose the night to be my dominion. Beauty, hope and joy all lay behind. All things good were no longer my companions. Buried with the soul that I let die.
Trade my soul, I'd trade my soul. Give my like to that rock and roll. Down on my knees howlin' like a dog. Prayin' to my God, lookin' for the right road.
A crepe it hangs upon a wreath of black. Comes a gentle rock of a baby casket. Forth and back, this way, then that. . Its eyes not yet wide open, a heart born already broken.
Half of me wants to find religion. The other half of me says no. Half of me needs to find a rhyme and a reason. The other half just don't know what for.
A small investment in blood, such a small price to pay. Layin' down in the cellar for the last forty days. . Light the colored candles, and bring rain to my grave.
Now I am bound, I am caught. I am tied with a lover's knot. I am bound, caught, tied with a lover's knot. Like a fly, caught in your web. I could break free, or I could wait for death.