The Procession

You walk into the light,
But you’re the dark,
The devil knows he stole your heart
The bitter sting of just one thing you said;
“All the bad apples are spared”.

You’re a slow blade to know, babe, 
But it’s how we were both made,
I, knew from the start you’d be mine,
You’re my weakness, I feel it,
You’re my darkness, completed, boy,

I’ll turn your pain into joy,
Never knew I needed you, so much,
Go ahead and kill me with your touch,
Bring me to your altar for your darkness to behold,
Set me down and make me gold…

Never knew I needed you, so much,
Go ahead and kill me with your touch,
Bring me to your altar for your darkness to behold,
Set me down and make me gold.

Blow me a kiss at the bottom of the tree,
Will you wait for me? (X2)
Here we lay us…(X2)