Tekster: Murderdolls. Women And Children Last. Chapel Of Blood.

Take my hand and you will never see the daylight again,
Come in, come in, into the blood red chapel of sin,
Inside you'll see the horrors of reality,
Now beg, now scream, bow down and bleed for me,

You got blood, we'll take it,
Come on in, into the chapel of blood,
You got blood, we'll take it,
Come on in, into the chapel of blood.

Now don't be afraid, there's a new relation with this blade,
Your body in lace, in a pool of blood on display,
I won't forget the beauty of your blood as it drips,
Now beg, now scream, bow down and bleed for me.

You got blood, we'll take it,
Come on in, into the chapel of blood,

You got blood, we'll take it,
Come on in, into the chapel of blood.

Into the chapel of blood,
Into the chapel of blood.

Bow down and bleed for me,
You got blood, we'll take it,
Come on in, into the chapel of blood,
You got blood, we'll take it,
Come on in, into the chapel of blood.

Into the chapel of blood,
Into the chapel of blood.