Death at the Altar

I think its time you know the truth,
Decipher whats wrong with you.
You see birds swim,
You watch fish fly,
You confuse people with the simplest lie.
A carriage and a horse of brown,
They ride you into town.

Hide the knife behind your back,
Walk around put on an act.
Careful not to slit your throat,
Blood stained in a single note.
Minor keys make the tune,
The Bride fell because of you.

Play a tune soft and sweet,
Remember the fate you're about to meet.
Murder by numbers, what a game;
Go ahead, live your life in shame.
It's not that they deserve to live,
So go on and give your gift.

Hide the knife behind your back,
Walk around put on an act.
Careful not to slit your throat,
Blood stained in a single note.
Minor keys make the tune,
The Groom fell because of you.