This disease will make your heart explode, 
Melt your teeth and flesh down to the bone. 
They took our blood now, baby. 
Your kiss shall poison me. 
They took our blood with no permission slip. 
Darling, won’t you please…

Turn to stone! Turn to stone! 

This disease will make your blood turn gray
Catch your breath and lay yourself to waste. 
This is jet black field trip to the end of days. 
They took our blood now baby, maybe some things never change...

Turn to stone! Turn to stone! 

Time makes corpses 
Of our moving parts. 
You’ll see, when Revlon smiles steal your spotlight. You’ll be saved if you repeat my name. 
Laid to waste ‘cause some things never change. Drawn and quartered like you wanted it, you’ll do as I please. 
I carved your name into this pretty flesh: "You shall die for me."