Severed Ties Yield Severed Heads Testo

Its the way her whispers seem to kiss my ear,
I'd collect the head of anyone,
Collect the head of those graced by her voice.
Her mournful screams were like a melody,
Of unimaginable beauty,
I forced her hand in mine,
As we danced to her song of lament.
Oh how I reveled in the gratification,
This slaying of a most loathesome one.
(Chorus)
Dance, dance wih me tonight,
So you may see what our "truest" love has made of me.
(Chorus X2)