The

ho-

ur

of

re-

ckon-

ing

draws

near

Judg-

ment

day

is

here

and

gone

Sweet-

ly

she

draws

me

in-

to

her

arms

A

li-

quid

em-

brace

to

chase

the

day

a-

way

Se-

date

Numb

Deaf

and

Dumb

Stumb-

ling

in-

to

so-

li-

tude

A

clou-

ded

judge-

ment

day

is

fueled

Take

me

un-

der

your

black

wings

Mark

my

words

and

re-

mem-

ber

me

So

sweet-

ly

she

shucks

a-

way

at

my

time

So

sweet-

ly

she

draws

me

nigh

Clo-

ser

and

clo-

ser

towards

ne-

ver

end-

ing

sleep

Spin

the

bottle

Kiss

on-

ly

the

bottle

The dark

mist-

ress

of

many,

be-

hol-

den

to

none

Slips

a

ring

of

need-

les

a-

round

your

arm

in

an

en-

gage-

ment

E-

ter-

nal

en-

gage-

ment

Ne-

ver

con-

sum-

ma-

ted

Ne-

ver

con-

sum-

ma-

ted

Take

me

un-

der

your

black

wings

Mark

my

words

and

re-

mem-

ber

me

De-

stroy-

er

of

sen-

ses

So

take

as

need-

ed

for

the

pain

A-

no-

ther

gray

mor-

ning

dawns

across

an

ashen

sky

My

sweet

de-

mo-

ness

be-

ckons

me

Ev-

er

a-

gain

and

a-

gain

and

a-

gain

and

a-

gain

The

dark

mist-

ress

of

many,

be-

hol-

den

to

none

My

sweet

de-

mo-

ness

be-

ckons

me

Ever

again

and

again

and

again

and

again

and

again

Take

me

un-

der

your

black

wings

Jacked

up

on

the

taste

of

self-

de-

struc-

tion