Tekster: Emilie Autumn. Let It Die.

Ahem

Could we get some tea?

No?

Please?

What about...

What about vodka?

Brandy?

Alright, brandy it is, thank you



This is your mission

Should you choose to accept it

Well, I hope that you do

This is your story

Should you choose to remember

Well, I hope that it's true



I've finally a reason

To let it die, let it die

You've given me a reason

To let it die

Let it die

Like all the words irrelevant and clean

Like all the girls before me, have you seen

Somebody walking back from Hell on their own

Well, I hope that you do

Why are we talking

As if you didn't know

Well, they know about you



I've finally a reason

To let it die, let it die

You've given me a reason

To let it die

Let it die

Like all the words irrelevant and strange

Like some ancient Prokofieff arrangement



This is your mission

Should you choose to accept it

Well, I hope that you do

This is your army

And they're all right behind you

Yes, they're all right with you

Let it die

Let it die

Let it die