Story Behind the Song
The ultimate bitter break-up song. What else is there to say?
Lyrics
Midnight's breath, breezes by my neck.
And the graveyard is beautiful tonight.
There are thoughts of you, amongst the cold grey tombs,
Like them somehow I wish that you were dead.
The moon is high, and the grass is cool,
On my feet, as I tread on hallowed ground.
My heart's on fire, but my eyes are ice,
As I look upon the grave that will be yours.
As I raise my steely blade, I remember that it's said, that you never ever fail to pay the price.
As it rips your flesh, you know that I will do my best, to make sure you scream in pain and that you die.
Suddenly I wake, and I know that it's a dream, of killing someone that I used to love.
I'm in a cold, cold sweat, and I think I'm insane, but I'm tired of the pain I've had enough.
And as I try to fall asleep, I know that I will keep, dreaming of you wishing for your death.
I know I sound quite mad, but for you I'm very sad, for if dreams came true, there would be no more you.
As I raise my steely blade, I remember that it's said, that you never ever fail to pay the price.
As it rips your flesh, you know that I will do my best, to make sure you scream in pain and that you die.
Insanity, the tombs, and you.
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