The Brides Songtext
von Argyle Goolsby

GO!

I watch light slip away
I sense them enter the room
I feel my heart wrestle cold despair
Impending imminent doom

Though your love hangs from me like a crucifix
(I pray my soul to keep)
Protective glimmer in the night
(Beacon in the night)
I feel their spell weaving into me
Though my veins start to swell
I resist the veil of The brides

They′re drawing close!
Close!
Close!
They're drawing close!
Close!
Close!
Go!


They circle closer to my bed
Nocturnal eyes paralyze
Lithe hands of evil pattern on my flesh
I roll the whites of my eyes

Though your love hangs from me like a crucifix
(I pray my soul to keep)
Protective glimmer in the night
(Beacon in the night)
I feel their spell weaving into me
Though my veins start to swell
I resist the veil of the brides

Inside I′m burning to stop
Detach my soul and run away
Their soulless prey I shall not become
At home you wait for me
As you count the days and each turning page


Harrowing visions inside the prison
Nursing incisions
Marked by the brides
I will not consecrate
The brides
I will not consecrate
The brides
I will not consecrate
The brides
My loves pure morning sun magnified

They're drawing close!
Close!
Close!
Go!