Sullen air, whispers of my plans for you tonight,
Hush sweet princess we’re gonna take a drive.
Got an axe in the back of the seat but don’t you mind,
Just take my hand, please understand that it’s gonna be alright…
 [bad word] 
look at the blade, look into my eyes,
I’m gonna love you, my dying bride.

I really do care for you, yeah there’s somethin’ deep inside,
That fights against the nature of the bloodlust I hide.
But in the pulse of nature, I feel the pulsin’ in my brain,
Though my heart harbors love songs they are crippled and insane. [bad word] 

Put your lips against mine girl they’re playin’ our song,
Turn around take my hand and I swear it won’t take long.
One day I will join you when this illness soon subsides,
And I’ll love you with the heart that
Was shadowed by my mind… [bad word] 
(outro)