Be My Death Cult

I am famine and disease I can feel you moving On a black canvas of death Devils painting ruins The colors of your death are bright Golden remnants torment Awful moaning from the dead Vampire roman coven I will lead you into hell I will love you 'til your death Bones and skin that walk along The aisles of my church, enthralled Be my death cult Sin inside stronger than me Crucifix, black lipstick Down these crooked stairs will lead Winters rain, dead roses Broken mirror, hotel room Hold your head down lowly Wings so black, they are the night My love will cut like a knife I will lead you into hell I will love you 'til your death Bones and skin that walk along The aisles of my church, enthralled Be my death cult I will lead you into hell I will love you The fires burn our flesh as one I will lead you into hell I will love you 'til your death Bones and skin that walk along The aisles of my church, enthralled Be my death cult Be my death cult