Dressed to kill How can I tread upon these virgins Leave their flowers town wide open Am I to be your Death, my love? I am to be your Death, my love... Such violence love you to the floor Along the ground it rips your spine Your clothes and limbs Wrapped within my predatory shrine Fortunate, unforsaken arrogance How you must so envy me and mine When I love you with my whip How I can break you, children Upon the sprawling stone How I can hold us tight Wrapped in my deadliest Assassin Soul... How I , pathetic ancient, might have all my dears so burnt Blackened, crippled soul steals in upon you Trussed in tongues of red and gold Fortunate, unforsaken arrogance How you must so envy me and mine When I love you with my whip How I can break you, children Upon the sprawling stone How I can hold us tight Wrapped in my deadliest Assassin Soul... And only then you see you Wasted faiths and follies Teeming multitudes clamour For your poison... Fortunate, unforsaken arrogance How you must so envy me and mine When I love you with my whip How I can break you, children Upon the sprawling stone How I can hold us tight Wrapped in my deadliest Assassin Soul... Fortunate, unforsaken arrogance How you must so envy me and mine When I love you with my whip How I can break you, children Upon the sprawling stone How I can hold us tight Wrapped in my deadliest Assassin Soul... When I can love you with my soul... Assassin Soul...