black veiled bride

The black veiled bride
Leads the hearse
Following me around
Dressed in boots of shiny leather
Plucked from doves
Tied in feather

The black veiled bride
Touches me
Like condescending my reality
Dressed in cloaks from
Children's scars
Washed with water
That cleans the car

The black veiled bride
Hands the reigns
Leading him down
Through the lane
She beats them down
With a cane
As they all fall down
In the rain

Heaven on fire
Heaven on fire
Heaven on fire



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