Natalie S&t

A cold winter morning, bone chilling wind
 Natalie's in England, and only pretend
 The blood in this jar is painfully real
 What could I do when she asked me to kill?
 I feel her with me lying in bed
 She shows me the special place to hide my dead
 Another blackout, not sure where I've been
 But I have the severed head of my best friend
 You can't see her face like I do
 And you can't feel her eyes staring through
 You can't peel her rotting flesh away
 You can't hear her lovely voice say
 "Please kill for me"
 Say it again, just tell me again, my sweet Natalie
 Anything for you, my love, my sweet Natalie
 At times I see through her, other times she floats
 I'd kill to be with her, and be one with her soul
 Save all the blood to fill up the tub
 No better place to make sweet first love
 She names the tools that lead to their fate
 Keiser blade, hack saw, sledge hammer, duct tape
 Deliver destiny to every one
 There's no guilt with more work to be done
 You can't see her face like I do
 And you can't feel her eyes staring through
 You can't peel her rotting flesh away
 You can't hear her lovely voice say
 "Please kill for me"
 Say it again, just tell me again, my sweet Natalie
 Anything for you, my love, my sweet Natalie
 Command me sweetly
 And so delicate
 Something beautiful and elegant
 Wait for the moon and yell at it
 The way you speak, I always fell for it