Verse 1
Brother
tried to shut my ride
Trifle is
what he said
Toy in
blood, said I lied
He wished
the romance dead
Weigh the
cost, your honour lost
Lose your
heart, your bed
Desire will
kill with one shot
Fear dear sis he said. (No
More)
Now you
dread, reps are smear’d
No hat upon
my head
Hell-boy
now, see us here
You laying
on the bed
Blood all
round, children live
You roast my
wrath instead
Our parents
gone we share this cheer
Take arms
and meet the dead. (No More)
Chorus (female)
How should I
true love know?
Dead and
gone, still a maid
Up he rose,
with no clothes
By cock he
is to blame.
Promised me
rings of gold
Young men
they lie for shame
Words be
breath, breath be bold
My lust
bleeds through my pain.
No More
Verse 2
Sleep in
death, dreams may come
When shuffling
off this world
Whips and
scorn the fair doth strum
I did so
love you. Word!
Don’t
believe when I speak
“I love you
not” I hurl
Why would
you breed to cheat?
An arrant
knave I churl. (No
More)
Play the
fool in my house
I give a
plague, the price
Chaste as
ice, pure as louse
The payment
comes up thrice
Monsters mate
while passion burns
My madness
will suffice
Wed you not
on my return
Though
bleeding love entice. (No
More)
Chorus
Verse 3
Mother
smiles, father gone
Mischief
plays the devil
Poison
laughs, deed is done
Puppet
strings are evil
Start
murder, cry revenge
Hell breathes
out dry weavils
Drink hot
blood, reprehend
I will be
cruel and revel (No
More)
Daggers
speak using none
Incest’ous
fun ‘tween legs
Death
becomes your wicked tongue
Our bloody
deeds leave dregs
Wretched
fool wring your heart
As falseness
rots your weds
Claim your
fire at the start
Stewed your
own misteps. (No
More)
Chorus
Verse 4
Heat and
flame, ulc’rous place
Corruption
lies inbred
Infects
unseen ev’ry face
Confess or
you’ll be dead
Repent the
past, do it now
Avoid what
lies ahead
Assume virtue
somehow
I must be
cruel, blood red. (No
More)
Bad begins,
worse remains
Wanton cheeks
show your mouse
Break your
neck, use your brains
I cannot
trust this house
Trust, it
wears adders fangs
My own
petard is hoist
Lugging
guts, bodies hang
Our future’s
no rejoice (No
More)
Chorus
Coda
Loved you
mum. I’m your son
You left dad
when he died
To bro’s
bed you did run
This sin you
cannot hide
Lia dear,
your chasteness fast
Can no more
you rely
And your dad
too is past
It’s time
for you to die.
