"Die My Bride"
Well I’d rather cut you than the wedding cake
And your bloody guts on my rented tux
And I do, I do, I do wanna kill you
Til death do us part, I’ll tear us apart
Now I kiss your cold dead lips
And I dip my chips in the blood that drips
And I smear the cake right in your face
Let your God take you to a better place
Well I loved you to death
Well I loved you to death
Die, die, die, ...