Lovers Led Astray

Lovers led astray To an early grave Is it inhuman to believe That God might bleed the same as me? We're lovers led to an early... Grave! Jet-black sub missionaries in the fringes of the night Heartless lovers living in the crosshairs of the light Are you ready to release your final breath? Are you ready to receive the kiss of death? But when I see you laid and slayed across the bed Red all over, now all her victims have been led I'd pick a rose for every blood-stain on your clothes The night holds her in submission Submission Unholy ceremony in a masochistic fire Tell me (tell me), baby, are these things that you desire? Someone to pull you apart? Another song to stake your heart But when I see you laid and slayed across the bed Red all over now all her victims have been led I'd pick a rose for every blood-stain on your clothes The night holds her in submission Led astray to an early grave, she sent our souls to hell Led astray to an early grave, she sent our souls to hell For every blood-stain on your clothes, I picked another rose And damned our souls to hell (hell, hell, hell, hell) To hell (hell, hell, hell) But when I see you laid and slayed across the bed Red all over, now all her victims have been led I'd pick a rose for every blood-stain on your clothes The night holds her in submission Oh, submission Submission