Zipping cupid in a body bag well-worn Next to the mausoleum he was born in Picking up the pieces of this gory glory of it all From eve to morn For Eve to mourn
Have no fear There are wounds that are not meant to heal And they sing, in venere veritas Come inside Let the fire burn you alive And sing, baby sing There are wounds that are not meant to heal at all In venere veritas
There's a method to our sadness as we drag the mirror ball and chain Through the twilight again Dressed up in shame
Have no fear There are wounds that are not meant to heal And they sing, in venere veritas Come inside Let the fire burn you alive And sing, baby sing There are wounds that are not meant to heal at all In venere veritas Let's fall apart together now Let's fall apart together now