I’m the noose around your neck
holding you close when you die

I’ll be your last poison kiss
while you’re saying goodbye

I’m the wind caressing you
when you jump for the earth

For just one more moment of pain
I can save you from the hurt

Make your bleeding heart flow
I’m the knife made of steel

I’ll love you for all time
as the last thing that you feel

Empty your mind of thoughts
I’m the shotgun you hold

Rigor mortis, last embrace
when your blood turns cold.