Each night I find myself back at the abattoir
It's got a little something
A je ne sais quoi
Free of nobility, virtues I hate
Death is a certainty
No twist of fate
Hiding in the old casa bella
Humming a low a cappella
You don't wanna look in the cellar
It's nasty
Running in the woods from a killer
I saw it all in the mirror
At the funeral, I'm a grinner
I curtsy
Cos every kiss feels like the first
Just exquisite
Can't break the curse
I need my kindred spirit
I'll lead them into the fire
Awake the anarchist
I blacken the clear waters
Truth does not exist
Cos every kiss feels like the first
Just exquisite
Can't break the curse
I need my kindred spirit
I'll lead them into the fire
Awake the anarchist
I blacken the clear waters
Truth does not exist
Don't kid yourself
Don't kid yourself
She gets worse
To break the curse
So perverse
To be together
I'll have all your guts for garters
I'll lead them to the slaughter
I spit on your open grave forever
Ever
Ever
Ever
