To Die in Your Arms
A Pale Horse Named Death / Sal Abruscato
There's nothing more I'd like than to have you hold me
As I spill my blood on your milk white skin
There's nothing more for me here and what could be better
But to lay here with you and die in your arms
To die in your arms is my pleasure
My blood on you I will treasure
The world is killing my soul and you can save me
Nothing greater than to shake my end with you
When I pass, cover me in black lace with your black lips, kiss my face
When you feel my heart stop you can say a prayer
To die in your arms is my pleasure
My blood on you I will treasure
And when I look in your eyes I say goodbye
Feel so, so cold
Feel myself letting go
To die in your arms is my pleasure
My blood on you I will treasure
And when I look in your eyes
I say goodbye
