Oh Death

Tend you in the cradle of mercy
Playing with your men you look so thirsty
Protest we've got an intimacy
Burn your clothes I am a prophecy
Heartstring plays suspended chords
Love the way you move you look so nice your feet so sore
Will you be my fountain light
Give you the drug that ends the night

Young and old
I'll come for you I'll come for you
Weak and cold
I'd comfort you I'd comfort you
You own the debt you owe
I'll come for you I'll come for you
My house is not a home
I'll be there honey

Playing Cassandra gets you nowhere
You are my Artemis Agrotera
I'll be your Actaeon and see you bathing
You can turn me into prey

Playing dumb
I'll come for you I'll come for you
Every broken crumb
I'd comfort you I'd comfort you
You are beautiful
I'll come for you I'll come for you
But you are mutable
I'll be there honey

Even when your wrappings thin
Mindful saints will keep you in
When your heart is full of lead
Keep your cross around your head
Statuary sing
My Pieta my diamond ring
You will be my cherry blossom queen
And I will make you into everything

Young and old
I'll come for you I'll come for you
Weak and cold
I comfort you I comfort you
You own the debt you owe
I'll come for you I'll come for you
My house is not a home
I'll be there honey

Playing dumb
I'll come for you I'll come for you
Every broken crumb
I'd comfort you I'd comfort you
You are beautiful
I'll come for you I'll come for you
But you are mutable
I'll be there honey



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Martin
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