Die My Bride
Well Id rather cut you then the wedding cake

And your bloody guts on my rented tux

And I do

I do

I do want to kill you

Till death do us part

Ill tear us apart



Now I kiss your cold dead lips

And dip my chips in the blood that drips

And I smear the cake right in your face

Let your God take you to a better place



Well I love you to death

Well I love you to death



Die!

Die!

Die!

DIE MY BRIDE!!



Die!

Die!

Die!

DIE MY BRIDE!!



All you ever meant to me was ab -so- lutely nothing

And with this ring I be-wed

Dont want to kiss you bitch!

I want to bash your head!



Well I love you to death

Well I love you to death



Die!

Die!

Die!

DIE MY BRIDE!!



Die!

Die!

Die!

DIE MY BRIDE!!



Die!

Die!

Die!

DIE MY BRIDE!!



Die!

Die!

Die!

DIE MY BRIDE!!