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A beautiful bride, a lovely white dress, down the darkened isle of death

Take a closer look at your preacher, is he someone you know?

With an ancient rhyme, he'll steal your soul

Your best man, has an evil smile

You have the devils maid, oh I honor

Two candles of black, oh they won't go out

I pronounce you man and wife, you may kill the bride

If anyone objects to their joining, speak now or never in your life

My love you have stole, for my soul I have sold

And she will die before she's your wife

Inside my brain, there's a twisting insane, and I have no control

If I cannot be next to you, no one shall again

Time has come, everyone's waiting, suddenly she doesn't know what to say

I just can't do it, my heart it beats for your happiness, now I'll be the one to die in the Church

Oh the Church