Love of mine
Someday you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark

No blinding light
Or tunnels, to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark

 [bad word] 
If Heaven and [bad word] decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

Catholic school, as vicious as [bad word] 
I got my knuckles [bad word] by a lady in black
I held my tongue as she told me, son
Fear is the heart of love, so I never went back

 [bad word] 

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
The soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms

 [bad word] 

I'll follow you into the dark