the river that flows through Knoxville town Go down go down you Knoxville girl with the dark and rolling eye Go down, go down you Knoxville girl, you can never be my bride
the river That flows through Knoxville town Go down, go down, you Knoxville girl With the dark and roving eyes Go down, go down, you Knoxville girl You can never be my bride
gold and sunk it in the lake, Held down by cement blocks in a broken apple crate. Billy said it came from the murdered father of the bride. Crow had
transform murder into art And the weight of my conscience would knowingly carry 365 days to the date that we was married Thoughts of how would achieve the murder
, this given inbound patricide While clairvoyance killed the super-ego and this all meaning died. I beheld a million brainchildren murdered on the illiberal
gonna to save ya, Don't protest while I molest, Just sit and enjoy like your possessed, Made Jeffrey proudly happy, he's probably laughing loudly, You're my Corpse Bride
We walked beneath the whispering pines His heart was filled with love divine And as we neared the riverside He asked me when I'd be his bride Oh no, your bride
s the Bride of Christ Bride of Christ Bride of Christ The men in the village had to bow for the Bride of Christ Bride of Christ Bride of Christ The comen
beside where the waters flow Down by the banks of the Ohio I held a knife against her brest As into my arms she pressed She cried, "Oh, Willie, don't murder
them pain Suffocated and lonely, painting the roses red If they knew what we had planted, we might just loose our heads Pre-Chorus hanging them for murder
our future wedding day And when she said she could never be mine I placed a knife against her breast As into my arms she pressed She cried, "Oh, please don't murder
With inner beasts unleashed To feast, fuck and run Rampart in chase of She wolf pacts Forged on heat with setting Suns I love the night It would murder
With inner beasts unleashed To feast, fuck and run Rampart in chase of she wolf pacts Forged on heat with setting suns I love the night It would murder
and lived May had done things that they wished they never did Sometimes in life got bored and sad May have been gay and dressed up like a bride A great
I am your clock I am your religion I am your shotgun mechanical bride Nothing is done without my approval I own you, I own you I decide how long you
murder It's a kinder murder She could have kept her knees together Could have kept her mouth shut It's a kinder murder It's a kinder murder It's a kinder murder
in the low land, low ?My father runs a big hotel Down by the river side You go there, go for to stay And I shall be your bride Meet me early morning
have murdered my baby and now with my life I must pay I'm thinking tonight of that June day I walked down the aisle with my bride When I promised to