Goth times 歌词

When the virgin comes Into my house, she comes On her own account And she knows damn well The consequences of Her deeds and mine These are Goth Times We live on poissoned wines These here Goth Times Tear down all things devine Our Goth Times What we loved we must now decline When the virgin comes to me Her father lies awake at home He knows of her demise The blade of sacrifice Her soul-filled blood required to Blank out her father's lies Unforgiven, unforgiving She dies, she dies Like a quivering child declined She dies, she dies She dies Like a quivering child declined She dies, she dies The terror of her terrible death Nulls the pain that comes with goth times I need that anullment Can't stand the pain He preaches on and on On our sinfull ways And how we must do away With our Goth Times Our Goth Times! But as his baby cries He himself is lost In everlasting Everlasting Goth Times