About A Whore, About A Kill

There's a new day ahead as yesterday's put to bed
And I'll watch it all with my new eyes and dread...
When the fever comes for you
With its black eyes fixed like glue
There she goes with her head held high
Unaware she's about to die
Poor thing was ill
Had to do her in
Peaceful and still
I love a good sin
Poor thing was sick
I put her down
Bashed her with a brick
Then stole her crown
There's a new day ahead as yesterday is put down
And I'll watch it all as the world begins to drown...
Poor thing was sick
I put her down
Bashed her with a brick
Then stole her crown
There's a new day ahead as yesterday is put down
And I'll watch it all as the world begins to drown...
There's a new day ahead as yesterday is put down
(aaahhhh)
And I'll watch it all as the world begins to drown...
(aaahhhh)