The mother of pain, the mother of tears
The blackest of tortures, the most cruel of fears
Sweet and dreadful, white queen and witch
Death, death, death is a bitch

Cause death has the answers
Your throat on the knife

Death is a savior
Life is a whore

Morte, amore
Death and love

She's reaping down souls
One for every flake

Suffered I have and suffer I will
Counting my days in the blood that I spill
The sweetest of tortures, that we call life
Will hopefully cease with the slash of a knife