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
