How I regret what I must do
But you've left me no choice
Though I still strain
I can't recall the beauty of your fey voiceNow that I've heard come through the walls
A song I've heard many times
I must return all you gave me
In the company of swineWe had found sacred ground
Oh, we had found sacred ground
You burn downI thought you sang so tastefully
But now I see I was wrong
Your serenade turns to filth when I leave
So, please cut the love songHow I regret what I must do
But you must be replaced
For I cannot go on suffering
Such simple and common tastesWhen you met my eyes
You sang to me of passion, pain and will
When I blinked you turned away
To kiss the hand of filthWe had found sacred ground
Oh, we had found sacred ground
I'll burn downI thought you sang so tastefully
But now I see I was wrong
Your serenade turns to filth when I leave
So, please cut the love songTell me, who will hear your voice
Your song, when the smoke has cleared
And the lights are gone?
Tell me, who appears when I'm goneI thought you sang so tastefully
But now I see I was wrong
Your serenade turns to filth when I leave
So, please cut the love songI thought you sang so tastefully
I see I was wrong
This serenade turns to filth when I leave
So, please cut the love song, cut the love song