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A Tale from the Crypt

from The Rutted Road by Pale Roses

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A TALE FROM THE CRYPT

The last thing I saw before I died
Was my friend laughing and the smile of my bride.
Now I'm back like in Tales From The Crypt
A fuckin' revenant, though it sounds like a bad trip.
The one I love is the one who denied me,
I'll have no rest till she's buried beside me.
Oh! Have you ever been sincere?
Now death must come to you my dear...

Some guys are lucky, they've got a blushing bride,
Me, I got engaged to an ex-Mrs Hyde.
But I'm not gone, Heaven can wait,
And thanks to the worms, I'm losing weight.
The one I trusted, the one I relied on,
He judassed me on my wedding dawn
If I had a tongue, I'd make it clear
That death must come to you my dear...

Black widow baby, got nowhere to hide,
Your bridegroom has returned from the other side.
I'm not gonna stab you in the back,
And you're too cold to have a heart attack,
But I will haunt you till your hair turn grey,
Till you're too weary to run away,
Till your eyes don't see and your ears don't hear,
Then death will come to you my dear...

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from The Rutted Road, released November 23, 2012

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