Stop Your Tears

I will never marry my love
 I will die waiting for the bells
 Death, come pull me underwater
 I have nothing left to fear from hell
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 I was gifted at the music
 I was born the day the year was new
 Someone has stolen all the water
 I keep the pills inside an urn
 
 Lord, show me my daughter
 Show me her before she burned
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 We go walking in the hallways
 Now and then a record gives a tune
 Sometimes we hang from our chambers
 Baudelaire in the afternoon
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 The yellow rose is a stranger
 The devil's invitation in bloom
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 I stand looking at my chamber
 There are many things upon the floor
 The blade is ready for the slaughter
 The Virgin Mary hangs on the door
 
 I will arrive at death's border
 Take back the cover God has torn from me
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 I am at the river with baby
 Her father enters with a leap
 Hold her head above the water
 
 She is pale against the streak
 I am the horse beneath his daughter
 He is the mountain underneath