Lovers Led Astray
Lovers led astray
To an early grave
Is it inhuman to believe
That God might bleed the same as me?
We're lovers led to an early... Grave!
Jet-black sub missionaries in the fringes of the night
Heartless lovers living in the crosshairs of the light
Are you ready to release your final breath?
Are you ready to receive the kiss of death?
But when I see you laid and slayed across the bed
Red all over, now all her victims have been led
I'd pick a rose for every blood-stain on your clothes
The night holds her in submission
Submission
Unholy ceremony in a masochistic fire
Tell me (tell me), baby, are these things that you desire?
Someone to pull you apart?
Another song to stake your heart
But when I see you laid and slayed across the bed
Red all over now all her victims have been led
I'd pick a rose for every blood-stain on your clothes
The night holds her in submission
Led astray to an early grave, she sent our souls to hell
Led astray to an early grave, she sent our souls to hell
For every blood-stain on your clothes, I picked another rose
And damned our souls to hell (hell, hell, hell, hell)
To hell (hell, hell, hell)
But when I see you laid and slayed across the bed
Red all over, now all her victims have been led
I'd pick a rose for every blood-stain on your clothes
The night holds her in submission
Oh, submission
Submission
To an early grave
Is it inhuman to believe
That God might bleed the same as me?
We're lovers led to an early... Grave!
Jet-black sub missionaries in the fringes of the night
Heartless lovers living in the crosshairs of the light
Are you ready to release your final breath?
Are you ready to receive the kiss of death?
But when I see you laid and slayed across the bed
Red all over, now all her victims have been led
I'd pick a rose for every blood-stain on your clothes
The night holds her in submission
Submission
Unholy ceremony in a masochistic fire
Tell me (tell me), baby, are these things that you desire?
Someone to pull you apart?
Another song to stake your heart
But when I see you laid and slayed across the bed
Red all over now all her victims have been led
I'd pick a rose for every blood-stain on your clothes
The night holds her in submission
Led astray to an early grave, she sent our souls to hell
Led astray to an early grave, she sent our souls to hell
For every blood-stain on your clothes, I picked another rose
And damned our souls to hell (hell, hell, hell, hell)
To hell (hell, hell, hell)
But when I see you laid and slayed across the bed
Red all over, now all her victims have been led
I'd pick a rose for every blood-stain on your clothes
The night holds her in submission
Oh, submission
Submission
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Arthur Dalgety, William Gould, Ian Miles
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