A Bride of Death Lady Death came to her and asked my sweet to be her bride I figured what the answer would be because I found her crying the previous night Lady Death offered her a pretty shiny metal ring Complementing these lovely red gloves, I knew she won this thing
Will you miss me when you leave me? So far away and untouchable, will you regret it? It is your choice to make this leave And yet somehow I still feel guilty
And now I'm yelling at her She's supposed to be my girl How could she want to be Her bride but not mine? I told her after this there's no going back this time
Told her it's not a game, she would break my heart But she insisted that she should go, never should have been here from the start If she wanted to marry Death she should have done that long ago 'Cause at this point there's no way I could let her go
And now she's yelling at me How can I let this be She knows I want her and need her to be right here But she just wants to fall into Her arms and disappear
And now she's putting on the dress She always looked so good in red The gloves flattered the white Now no one will see her after her wedding night
And now I miss you now that you've left me You are far away and untouchable, we are starting to regret it And I know it was your choice to make this leave But I am the one who feels so damn guilty
Bride of Death you've got a title White dress turned black, still the red gloves God you looked so pretty on arrival Good night and goodbye my sweet, my dear love